Then I'm sure you'll be glad to know that I'm trying my best to delay their arrival as much as I can through tampering with probability.
And when they're here, I'm going to take my modus operandi-
They can never capture or kill you, if they can never find you.
And then hope they piss off after a while.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postBut... if you meet them before I do.
They're known as the Crossbone Corps.
Wearing jolly rodgers.
Might want to steer clear of combat, in a lot of the timelines I've seen- they come with a platoon.
Thirty armed.
Best to divide and conquer if combat becomes necessary.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI'm an Oracle.
Under meditation, or proper ritual- I can see the future.
Well... all possible futures.
As we all know, free will is a bitch- as is probability and variability.
Thus when I do look at the future... all I see is a web stretching out in front of me to an infinite horizon.
Because one path branches off into many other paths.
But I managed to teach myself how to cut away timelines.
A path cannot be taken if the path no longer exists.
Thus... I lower the probability of things going badly for me, by trimming these 'bad' timelines away.
However... I'm only human. There's no way that I'd be able to spend all day cutting away every single one.
Thus... even I can be surprised sometimes.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post"..."
Akane listened, twisting her mouth to the side and resting her chin in her hand as she did. She let Jack finish, and straightened up.
"Damn, so you see what can be. Not the first time I've heard that, pal. I believe ya, but listen. I just take nice walks in the woods, and punch things real hard when they ask me to."
She drove her right hand, balled up into a fist, into her open left palm for emphasis.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-chuckles slightly-
Honestly, as much as I can potentially do with my power...
I'd much rather have something like yours.
Being able to punch good is much better than the headache it is of trying to decipher fate...
There's a reason why prophecies are always vague- we don't know dick about what will actually happen, so we just phrase things in a way that will cover most of the likely bases.
We're right most of the time, but only because what we said encompassed a whole load of paths.
My grandmother told me that.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

I have no doubts about it, given how tough you look.
And your training.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post