Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-8267955-20150409111530/@comment-26414442-20150425081035

Pythia was shocked, to say the least, at the sight of a revolver, but decided to say nothing. Sure, it was scary and Pythia wasn't really sure if freaking out their hostages was a good idea, but it certainly frightening them into submission. Well, it's a stupid idea and it works, it's not stupid, she thought.

"Your invitations," she said, thinking fast. "If you hand over your invitations to the dinner to Liode and I, we'll be nice and lock you in an unused janitor's closet, instead of locking you two up in a unused and dusty janitor's closet, understand?"

The princess was thinking – if they gave her their invitations, they could sneak in to view their mastermind plan. It also meant that the attendance for Ginny and Rin would be digitally accounted for. Of course, that meant if they didn't escape. But they wouldn't dare, would they? If they did, Pythia would make them carry her books for a week. Maybe even a fortnight.

"Your Royal Highness would be fine," Pythia said to Connie, once she returned. "Or, Princess Pythia, or the greatest Serpent Queen in the World, or just Pythia. Captain just sounds so... formal. Plus, it implies war, and I am so not for that."

She handed her a small Thermos that swung by her side. "For you and Yankee," she said, and then mouthed at them: antidote.