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"I know exactly what you're doing," Vance uttered the moment Scarlet entered. Scarlet froze for a tiny second before she settled herself down. He did? So he knew that Sam is the destroyer and she's trying her best to stop him?

"So, what?" she remarked, blinking her eyes, "What exactly do you think I'm doing?" She met Vance's eyes. He had very nice eyes but it was too clear. It almost felt like you could look into his very soul. Scarlet wasn't drawn into all that.

"You're exactly like one of those girls trying to get into Sam's...," Vance looked at her before looking somewhat turning uncomfortable. He could only glare at her.

"Residence, you mean," Scarlet aided. Vance nodded his head curtly. More like pants but okay, we'll forgive you, Vance for trying. Scarlet smiled. So so far from what she needs to be done. Mission not possible. She sure could contribute to the mission impossible franchise.

"And if I do, so what?" Scarlet looked at Vance, she suddenly felt like toying with this character for a tiny bit. Just to push his buttons a little.

Vance looked at her. Her lips arched and her eyes crinkled into crescents.

"I'll do what it takes to stop you," Vance responded after a long pause just as the carriage came to a halt and he fled.

Or at least that was what Scarlet thought. She smirked a little.

Could you not smirk? You're almost floating with all the hot air in your head. The system responded in that stoic voice and Scarlet let out a pfft. Fun pooper.