Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20160408213713/@comment-3991308-20160410215620

"So she's not coming?" Bastion asked, when he waltzed into debate practise and was met with a furious looking Pythia, who was madly texting on her phone.

Pythia shook her head. "Ditched out on practise again, too. And I had a whole list of moots written up."

"What a bastard," Bas said.

The two ended up cancelling debating practise for today, Pythia leaving the room, muttering about unreliability and 'she's a brilliant debater, I just can't believe she's so slack' and 'I will send strongly worded emails'. Meanwhile, Bastion just sighed, leapt over a desk and onto a chair, and decided to use the empty room to study for that General Villainy topic test he only just briefly glanced at the notes for.