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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=E3485D][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Eoldysseus, Sovereignty of Dryadalis[/right][/sub][/color][hr]
[color=goldenrod]“Did you say the Inquisitors? I'm after them, so please don't leave anything out.”[/color]

Pythia heard the words, uttered by probably the stupidest person on the barge. She didn’t know them, but admitting out loud you had the kind of strife with the church where you were [i]after[/i] them was not exactly the smartest thing in the world. In fact, it was borderline [i]suicide[/i]. She didn’t need to see the gape-jawed reactions to know they were there. It just gave her further inclination to get off the land barge at its next stop. 

[color=E3485D][i]Well, if they weren’t going to get attention before, they will definitely be getting it now.[/i][/color]

An intent that was only reinforced by another passenger's sharp gasp at the straightforwardness spoken from the young man who had approached the two women. Pythia wondered if they would scream for the inquisitors that were undoubtedly on the transport or if it would just me murmuring, or the third option to which Pythia presumed was the likely culprit—silently getting up from their own seat and seeking out the inquisitors. The only way she could imagine the man to [i]get away[/i] with such comments was to write it off as if it were a joke, but that would take timing and crowd awareness, and even then it likely wouldn’t work. Not reporting rebels were legally declared as being equal to a conspirator and serving as an accomplice. 

As one of the nearby passengers stood up, Pythia gritted her teeth. Would this man’s actions as proxy bring the attention of the inquisitors to investigate every passenger on the barge? Would her appearance coincide with reports of her “criminal” reputation? All it took was one comment and one inquisitor being a little more overzealous than usual and she would have to escape from a moving barge or fight accompaniments of soldiers. She narrowed her eyes as she moved her left leg inward into the path of the passenger who had gotten up from their seat; they quickly found their way to the floor. Pythia wasn’t sure if it was the best course of action, but it was an immediate one that she would have to live with, just like the man’s boisterous claim that he was the enemy of the Inquisition and as a byproduct, the Ecclesiae. This was not how she wanted this day to go.

If she needed to fight, she would be ready to. And as people turned their eyes to the person who tumbled to the floor, a loud [b]'thud'[/b] occurring as their face met the metallic floor.

[color=E3485D][i]Idiot.[/i][/color] She thought as she violently closed her book with one hand. As she did so, she jumped to the fallen passenger's aide. She had a minor plan to alleviate the situation. 

[color=E3485D]“Are you okay? You seem to have lost your footing.”[/color] She placed her right hand on the person’s back, while she leaned into a whisper as she helped the woman to her feet. [sub][color=E3485D]“If you alert the guards, I will make sure you [i]regret[/i] it. Get back in your seat [i]or else[/i].”[/color][/sub]

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