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Pythia was certainly known for her meddling, at least these days. It was hard not to meddle, when you were gifted with powers like hers, after all. So, when she had seen a vision of a certain daughter of Hades who seemed in need of a nudge towards Mount Phoenix, she hadn't thought twice about it. It had been simple enough to look through the City Council's records and get Seo Shinhye's information, to write out a letter and buy some airline tickets and enclose some additional informative materials in the thick envelope.

After she had handed it off to one of her attendants, she all but forgot about it and turned her attention to other matters. Well, until the girl actually showed up in Mount Phoenix.

However, she did not seek the girl out. She hadn't signed the letter - she was not looking for gratitude or praise or anything else, really. She figured that if the girl wanted to find out who had sent the letter, then she would eventually show up at the temple's door. In her experience, chances were good that Shinhye didn't really care who had sent it, anyway.

So, she was almost surprised when an attendant came into her living room to tell her that Hades' daughter had, indeed, shown up. She made a big show of sighing dramatically as she set down the romance novel she had been reading, although at the door she paused to tell the attendant to put on some tea and coffee, just in case. This guest, in particular, took precedence over her leisure reading, even if things had just been starting to get good.

"Ah, Seo Shinhye, yes? Or do you prefer Rosalyn?" She asked as she entered the main hall of the temple, the flowing skirt of her rosy gown sweeping the floor as she approached the demigoddess - a few inches too long with just house slippers on. "I'm Pythia, the Oracle of Delphi... I must admit, I expected that it would take you longer to find your way here. Come, we can talk in my private quarters."

life after

Shinhye laid in bed every night looking at that fateful letter that brought her here, the boarding passes to the flights, the map, even the envelope that had initially contained them all - maybe the longer she stared at these pieces of paper, suddenly a hidden message would jump out at her, she thought. A week of doing this night after night (and sometimes during the day) and she had yet to discern any details she may have missed from her prior scrutiny.

It took a lot for Shinhye to approach strangers normally. You'd think in a completely new environment, in a completely new country halfway across the world, this attribute of hers would be exacerbated - but it was actually quite the opposite. Was it just that the air was different (both literally and figuratively)? Shinhye felt she was... well, "home" wasn't quite it yet, and that would be far too cliche... but she finally felt like she wasn't running from something, or running for herself.

Of course, she weren't just flagging any old person down the street and presenting the letter to try and figure out its sender - she used the map she was given along with some directions from locals to locate the police department, reaching out to the detectives to see if they had any leads. "Pythia" was the name she was given, and she was told that even if this "Pythia" weren't the sender, she would probably know of who was.

Honestly, it was surprising to her how quickly a lead was found, but Shinhye quickly realized she was on an island full of gods and demigods, after all. Everybody more or less knew everyone else, most likely, and if not, then she probably would have bumped into someone along the way who would have given her a name of some sort to track down. After that bright-and-early trip to the police department ended fruitfully (and much shorter than originally anticipated), Shinhye made her way to Pythia's temple, which the police department had happily scribbled down directions to for her.

With the envelope and all its contents clutched in her fingers and pressed to her chest, she now found herself at the entrance to the lavish temple, admittedly taken aback by its scale and grandeur. Before her knuckles could even make contact with the door before her, an attendant opened it up from the inside, eyed Shinhye up and down, and addressed her: "Daughter of Hades? Yes, we've been expecting you."

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greek mythology moodboards: PYTHIA

high priestess and oracle of the temple of apollo at delphi

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quite a view;

@mpapollo

"You're radiant, as always, sunshine," Pythia commented with a smile as she opened her door. And Apollo certainly was glowing, perhaps more so than usual. She took a step out into the brisk later-winter air, zipping up her jacket and leaning against the temple's door frame to casually stretch out her quads.

She was suspicious. Not that he was up to something nefarious... but she was sure that he was up to something.

She moved to stretching her triceps next, letting her gaze trail over Apollo, gorgeous as ever in his athletic wear. She didn't mind hiking, generally - but this excursion would certainly be all the more pleasant due to her current company. She hadn't really missed Mount Phoenix all that much, but she had certainly missed him. She'd take any excuse she could get to spent time with her god. A good hike was just a bonus.

"Alright, we good to go? Wherever we're going?"

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over tea;

@queenmothermp

Pythia had been absolutely delighted to receive an invitation to have tea at Xiwangmu's home. She had always found that she got along best with the goddesses (and particularly those from other pantheons - so much less drama than the Greeks), so she was optimistic that it would be a lovely afternoon. Perhaps she would even come out of it with a new friend.

Xiwangmu's home was not very far from her own, and after a short hike up the mountains she came across the mansion. A lovely structure, although less opulent than some gods would allow. She took that as a good sign.

She removed her gloves and knocked, half-turning to admire the view of the island while she waited. Much as she had enjoyed her time away, Mount Phoenix felt just as much like home as Delphi did, and she was happy to be back. When the door opened, she turned back and offered the goddess a warm smile and a bow. "Pleasure to meet you, Xiwangmu. Thank you so much for the invitation."

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&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

[mpxpythia]

The sun’s coming up. I have to make a wish, so stop bothering me.

BAE SUZY as Lee Doona DOONA! (2023)

[mpxpythia]

suzy for guess

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mpapollo​:

Midnight Break-In

Apollo was far beyond caring whether he was in the right or wrong for his behavior, even though there was no debate on how wrong he was currently behaving. The alcohol was good for that, especially whatever kind had flooded his system. Later, he would suspect it to be of godly quality, but for now, he was too busy trying not to laugh at his oracle’s attempt at protection. “Now, I thought I taught you better! A candle! Really!” But, he couldn’t stop his laughter, snickering under his breath as he wobbled over the Pythia. 

“Breaking in seems a bit dramatic. I didn’t break anything!” He exclaims, and without an ounce of shame, he followed Pythia all the way to her vanity, much like a puppy following its owner. Her scolding rolled off his shoulders without a second thought. “And, I’d smite any other man that entered your room. No questions asked!” Alcohol affected Apollo in many ways, but it undoubtedly pulled out the male’s need for affection. While he was never quiet about his fondness for Pythia, like he currently was not being, he was far more reserved than he was tonight in his touch. 

So as she finished applying her skincare routine, the god was quick to capture the oracle in his arms, hugging her tightly from behind as he snuggling his face into her neck. He craved her affection right now, again blaming the alcohol for that. “Legally Blonde? Haven’t you watched this a million times?” He whined childishly. tightening his arms delicately around her small frame. “Let’s sneak out and go to the beach. Or go to the park. Your attendants don’t have to know–.”

Pythia huffed, even though she knew that a candle wasn’t a very good weapon. Sometimes you had to make do - like when you thought someone was breaking into your bedroom. “Do you suggest I start keeping weapons in my bathroom? Maybe a sword next to the toilet brush?” Her tone was still stern, although she was having a hard time keeping a straight face. It was kind of funny - both the reality and the mental image of keeping a sword by her toilet for protection.

She just rolled her eyes again at the assertion that he hadn’t broken anything, knowing better than to argue semantics with a drunk Apollo. While she hadn’t heard anything break, she was not even sure she believed him, given the state he was in. The promise of smiting was endearing, though, and she couldn’t act too irritated with him, even if she tried. He was like a big, stupid, drunk teddy bear.

And then, it was hard to act natural as Apollo embraced her, let alone act annoyed. She could feel his hard muscles through his shirt, his warm breath on the back of her neck. Still, she tried to just go about her business, smoothing cool moisturizer over her burning cheeks. “It’s my comfort movie. Elle Woods is truly what everyone should aspire to,” she replied with a smile, pulling off her headband and shaking out her hair. “If we go out with you like this, you’ll probably fall and break your neck. It would truly be the most pathetic god death of all time. Besides, I’m in my pajamas already. If you want to take a lady out, you really need to give a few hours of warning. You should be well aware of that.”

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“Girls don’t want boys. Girls want to live in a Victorian estate and be the most feared widow in the village.”

Pythia scoffed softly, an amused smile curling her lips. "Bold of you to claim you know anything about what girls want, Arawn," she noted, raising an eyebrow. All in good fun, of course. Apparently Arawn must have had some kind of charm, since he had a few demigods running around. There was someone out there for everyone, after all.

"As someone who has essentially been in that position -temple instead of estate, spinster instead of widow- I would argue that it is not all it's cracked up to be. It's certainly better to be loved than feared. And boys can be trouble, but I'd take one over a sad, solitary existence any day. After all, most of them are pretty easy to train, so they needn't be trouble for long."

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“Tired of being a person. Would much rather be an unidentifiable and nebulous entity that lives in the woods and may or may not be an omen of misfortune to come.”

Pythia couldn't help but laugh out loud, although she tried to stifle the sound with her hand after a moment. Even so, it was half a minute before she could speak. "Aren't you, like, 30?" She asked, mirth still clear in her expression. Sometimes, the demigods could just be so cute. They really had no idea how little they knew or had experienced, bless them.

She wondered what could have prompted his comment. Maybe the barista put whole milk in his latte instead of oat that morning. The kids really could be quite dramatic over the smallest things. "Just imagine how tiring it is to be a person after a couple of millennia, dear. You really shouldn't be so jaded; you're practically a baby."

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TUMBLR TEXT POST SENTENCE STARTERS, PT. 2 ;

75 starters. CW: blood mention, cussing, death. Starters come from various text posts floating around Tumblr. The only thing changed for this post was adding capitalization and punctuation. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed! [PART 1]

“Academia is cool and sexy until I’m expected to work.”

“An anime with more than a hundred episodes is a bigger commitment than marriage.”

“Anyone who believes all water tastes the same is no acquaintance of mine.”

“Anyway, that’s every reported eyewitness account of Mothman through ‘68, and that’s just in West Virginia! Haha, but enough about me. Let’s hear about your top five cryptids!”

“Aside from being the worst person alive, I am literally perfect.”

“At the end of the day, I’m just a girl who loves her bed.”

“Being equally obsessed with each other sounds hot to me.”

“Being good doesn’t get you anything.”

“Be the worst you can be.”

“But do aliens believe in me?”

“Don’t let anyone dehumanize you. Dehumanize yourself. Be the creeping eldritch horror you’ve always longed to be. Rain furious vengeance down upon those who would unmake you.”

“Do something today that would’ve gotten you burnt at the stake four hundred years ago.”

“Do you ever just want someone to come over and sit on the floor with you for a few hours?”

“Do you ever wanna listen to music, but every song is just not the right song?

“Feeling safe around someone’s energy is a different kind of intimacy.”

“Flirting is childish. We’re grown. Just tell the person you like that you see God in their eyes.”

“Friendly reminder that the age of technology is coming to an end and a new age of blood magic and dark rituals will take its place.”

“Friendship is temporary. Blood pacts are forever.”

“Girls don’t want boys. Girls want to live in a Victorian estate and be the most feared widow in the village.”

“Half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half of me is, well, an asshole.”

“Having a body causes me so much agony. I wish I was just a floating entity with no physical form.”

“How do I overthink so much and still make the wrong decision?”

““I can fix him!” You can’t even fix your sleep schedule, bestie.”

“I don’t care if your body is a temple. Call me when it’s been closed down and taken over by Spirit Halloween.”

“I don’t know about soulmates, but those people who eat parts of the food or candy that you don’t like and you do the same for them… We’ve lived a hundred lifetimes together, probably.”

“I don’t think we can romanticize our way out of this one, boys.”

“If you see me in the streets, just know that my mind is in the void. I’m physically alive, but mentally checked out.”

“I guess we all learned a valuable lesson. Except for me. I wasn’t paying attention and was asleep for most of the time.”

“I hate when people ask what I would do in their situation because nine times out of ten, I would literally never be in that situation in the first place.”

“I hope manners is the next cool trend.”

“I just love sleep so much. Like, you just close your eyes and you’re gone, bitch. Brain logged the fuck off. Powerful.”

“I just realized there’s, like, a hundred new Pokémon coming this year, give or take, and I have to decide what personal memories and details about friends to forget in order to make room for them all.”

“I like my women like I like my woods. Haunted and could kill me at any moment.”

“I like to fuck around and waste time at least six to ten hours a day, and let me tell you, that puts some pressure on your schedule. You have no idea how busy I am.”

“I love to learn. Unfortunately, my brain doesn’t like to remember.”

“I love when I ‘make a mental note’ of something. It’s gone within twenty seconds.”

“I’m not a religious person, but I do sometimes think God made you for me.”

“I’m not playing hard to get. I genuinely don’t know how to talk.”

“I’m wearing dark glasses today because I’m seeing the future, and the future is looking very bright.”

“I think it’s so neat that everyone develops their own unique handwriting even though we’re all taught to write our letters the same way. Really, it’s so cute.”

“I think making sense is optional. Sometimes I just be talking.”

“I think the meaning of life is eating good food in the company of people you love.”

“It’s because I’m pretty, that’s why I have problems.”

“It’s crazy how I’m just some person.”

“It seems you are in love with your computer.”

“It’s not rude to interrupt someone to point out a dog. It’s actually more polite because then they don’t miss out on the dog.”

“I will never elaborate because I have no idea what I just said.”

“Live, laugh, love? Nah. Languish, lament, lay down.”

“Michael Myers taught me a valuable life lesson. Don’t worry about how fast everyone around you is moving. If you’re determined, just move at your own pace and you’ll kill shit every time. Thanks, Mike.”

“Moving to the forest to eat leaves and lie in the dirt. Insurance companies can’t deny me this.”

“Okay, bored of being alone now. Ready to get married.”

“Okay, hear me out… What if—now bear with me—we held hands? Maybe even kiss a little? Hugs would be nice—”

“People keep posting ‘what’s REALLY in your food’ articles like I’m gonna stop eating whatever it’s about. Listen, death is coming. Death is coming. Pass me a hot dog.”

“People who fall asleep right away freak me out. Don’t you bitches have thoughts?”

“Really starting to understand old people these days. I love letters. Love packages. Terrified of my email inbox.”

“Someone take me out. Either in the assassination way or in the date way.”

“Sorry for being so sexy and having the best taste in literature. As if I asked for it.”

“Sorry I called you a fucking idiot. I was trying to flirt.”

“So what if I love you? Shut up.”

“The fact that I have to be in the ‘right headspace’ to do even the simplest tasks is absolutely humiliating.”

“The only difference between me and a medieval peasant is that I can make a Spotify playlist to express my feelings.”

“The only reason I haven’t gone insane is because I romanticize everything.”

“There should be a dating app where you talk to people who borrowed the same books from the library.”

“There’s something inherently holy about kitchens.”

“Tired of being a person. Would much rather be an unidentifiable and nebulous entity that lives in the woods and may or may not be an omen of misfortune to come.”

“Wanna haunt the neighborhood with me tonight?”

“Well, I used to be attracted to people, but now I’m exclusively attracted to abstract art and the concept of death.”

“What is the logic behind naps leaving you with a weird taste in your mouth? I wasn’t eating, I was sleeping. It’s the spiders, isn’t it?”

“Winnie the Pooh didn’t rock crop tops our whole childhood to watch us become unconfident about our bodies.”

“Yes, I’m dramatic! What did you expect? I read classic literature for fun.”

“You’d look prettier under six feet of dirt.”

“You don’t always need to talk. Like, it’s good to shut the fuck up sometimes. I love not talking.”

“You gotta walk into rooms like God sent you.”

“You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.”

“You wanna know what’s annoying me right now? It’s me. I am annoying the goddamn shit out of myself.”

[mpxpythia]

Bae Suzy: Doona 💀

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delphi

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Pythia was enjoying a relaxing evening. She had just finished taking a lovely bath and slipped into her silk pajamas, putting on Legally Blonde as she sat at her vanity to do her skincare routine. Humming along to the opening song as she gently smoothed a serum onto her skin, she almost dismissed it when she thought she heard a strange noise outside. But then she realized that it sounded like someone was entering her bedroom. And since she had dismissed her attendants for the evening already, that immediately sent her into a panic.

She blew out one of the heavy three-wick candles on the counter and picked it up, creeping toward the door - ready to slam it into the head of an attacker and splatter them with hot wax for good measure. And then she heard Apollo’s voice. She let out an exasperated groan, throwing the door open and fixing the obviously intoxicated god with a glare. “You’re a prick and an idiot. I was ready to bludgeon you to death with a lavender candle,” she informed him, giving the candle a little shake before returning it to its place on the counter and going back to her vanity.

“You should know better than to break in to the room of your innocent, defenseless oracle. Pretty sure you were the one who smote the last pervert who pulled something like that,” she commented with a roll of her eyes, quickly applying an overnight mask and dabbing some cream under her eyes. Admittedly, it was a relief that it had only been him, and she was always happy to see him; but he did deserve a scolding for scaring her like that. Even if she couldn’t keep it up for long. “Give me a moment, I’ll go get you some water. And maybe popcorn? I was about to watch Legally Blonde-”

Midnight Break-In

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Another night at the bar, Apollo made a mistake, and it was only realized far too late. Having gotten in conversation with some random deity, Apollo had not realized how far he had gotten until the feeling hit, and by then, one of the regular bartenders knew it was time to help send the god on his way. And without any direction, Apollo’s feet carried himself to the only place he could think of: his oracle’s temple. 

While the god already had his mischievous streak, alcohol fueled that further, and though none of the attendants would dare stop him from entering the temple, the intoxicated male made his way treacherously up the side of the tall building to the oracle’s bedroom. Even with his system past buzzed, the god was far more graceful than any of the mortals. A blessing, and possible for Pythia, a curse. 

So as he got to her bedroom, he slipped through the opened balcony without a hesitation. “Pythie!” He called out to her, stumbling forward slightly as his hands braced on of her walls. “Your beloved god is here.” 

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mp-kazuha​:

[ K & Pythia ] Sweet Visions

There’s a nervous smile on her lips as she nodded at the oracle’s acknowledgement. It shouldn’t be a surprise that she had known, but it still did, albeit just a tiny bit. Kazuha stays quiet as she follows her into her chambers. 

A look around wasn’t out of her course of actions, doing so as she walks in meekly, trying to keep her footsteps light as she chews on her bottom lip. A headache still plagues her after a short vision from earlier in the day that she couldn’t even make sense of. It’s a dull ache now, but she smiles and turns her attention back to Pythia when she invites her to sit beside her.

Kazuha placed the box on her lap as she opened it up, a small laugh coming up from her lips with a nod. “This weather isn’t my favorite either, but to answer your question, yes. There’s some strawberry cupcakes in here, and I think there’s lemon curd in a couple of these,” she says softly as she shows the open box to her.

She couldn’t quite say much else for a moment before she just takes a breath to gather up the courage and the worry etched deeper into her face. “I’m guessing you know this isn’t just… a random visit,” she says as her face turns a light shade of pink.

“I’m… I didn’t know who to go to.”

Pythia happily turned her attention to the cupcakes as the demigod settled in, looking them over carefully before selecting one with pretty pink icing. A moment later, one of her attendants brought in a tray with some plates, cups, and a pot of tea; working off of instructions she had given that morning in anticipation of her mystery guest. “Do you like hibiscus tea? Something else can be brought out, if you’d prefer.”

She busied herself with pouring the tea and taking the wrapper off her cupcake while Kazuha tentatively explained her visit, nodding knowingly. “I assumed not,” she confirmed, keeping her tone and expression warm, but neutral. It was both surprising and a touch flattering to hear that Kazuha had thought to come to her with whatever was troubling her. After all, she could have gone to Apollo. Or anyone else on the council. But she hadn’t - and that was telling, in itself.

“You’ve been having visions?” It was voiced as a question, but she was fairly sure that must have been what had brought the demigod to her. After all, people rarely came to the Oracle of Delphi about anything else. “Troubling ones, I imagine. They usually are troubling. The ability to see the future is often considered a gift... but only by people who have never been burdened with it.”

She offered a sympathetic smile, reaching over to gently touch Kazuha’s arm. “How can I help?”

[ K & Pythia ] Sweet Visions

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After spending the holidays with her parents in Seoul, her return to the island came earlier than her and her parents have expected. With the visions starting to appear more frequently and inducing varying intensities of headaches, she new she needed to get it under control. She’s in the middle of med school, too, and she can’t just let it keep happening.

Kazuha’s still not very inclined to ask her father for help, so her plan included a meeting with the Oracle of Delphi, Pythia. She’d be the best person to ask, she thinks. She’s close to her father and might have an idea on what can be done or maybe an idea on how to control it.

So, here she is at her temple with offerings on hand: a variety of cupcakes that she got from The Flower Mill on her way to the temple. She had heard from someone that she has an affinity to sweets, so what better way to meet her, right?

“Miss Pythia?” she asks as she walks into her temple, looking around and slowly making her way in.

“Um, I got you some cupcakes. I heard you’ve got a sweet tooth,” she says with a smile, waiting to see or hear from the Oracle.

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