Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150411195454/@comment-25686329-20150428225438

((Is the Yankee supposed/ allowed to chase down Piroutte, because I liked where it was going.))

The Yankee waited, back by the snacks, wallowing in his own thoughts.

How could he have been so stupid. He could go after her -- no, that'd be even more foolish. Blast it.

The Butler's son asked him for his number, telling him about the bet he had staked against that Pythia girl. He promptly gave him a burner and sent him on his way, but then waited a few moments.

The Yankee had the entire school database of numbers copied to his MirrorPhone, an insurance policy should he need to contact or blackmail someone. That said, he had the power to decide who won the night's bet.

He could send the full list to Pythia and help her out... but all girls were the same; he'd get no thanks. He could send it to that butler guy... but that'd be cruel.

Hm.

Tough moral choices and all that, thought the Yankee. He'd negotiate his way through.

He dialed Pythia.

"You're looking for numbers, right?" he said into the receiver.