Katze walked through the open gates to the courtyard.  Awestruck, she paused and stared at the abstract tangle of towers, parapets,
balconies and mobius loops of Unseen University.  "Wow.  Pupp sure knows how to pick 'em."

She continued through the courtyard, not noticing the shocked stares and muted exclamations following close behind.

---

Underneath a large stuffed alligator, left behind by the room's previous occupant who vacated as the result of an unfortunate
magic misunderstanding, the Unseen University's newest faculty member carefully positioned a medicine dropper over a bubbling
cauldron.  The slightest wrong move could be highly inconvenient.  He wiped a stray sweat droplet from his forehead.

Carefully...  caaaaarefully...   almost... aaaand... 

"PUPP!!"

...ohshit.

*WHOOMPF*

Lifting the blanket off of Pupp's head, Katze cautiously smiled, "So..  bet you weren't expecting to see me, were ya?"  She
handed him a mug full of what she was hoping to be water, which he promptly poured over his head, dousing his 
still-smoldering hair.

---

"Wait.  Owsen?  Big guy, kilt, really awful accent?"

Katze nodded, "that's the one.  I don't know if you remember him or not, but he disappeared in a nicely vague puff of smoke
when all the mucky-mucks tossed Charn-el out of this dimension on Pacifica."

Pupp was recruited into the jihad in the brief period immediately after Operation:Phoenix and just before Pacifica.  He
remembered hearing through the grapevine about the events on that island, but never got many details, even after having
become a Trium Adjunct.  The only solid thing he knew about the operation was that it was where the BarneySlayer was
shattered, bringing about the events leading to his and JPV's holding on to the remaining half of the sword.  He
reminded himself to slide by the vault and check on it, as he hadn't really been worried about it since he'd arrived on
the Disc.