"I don't do shit halfway, sweetheart. You step in my flames, you'll burn to ashes!"
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The Kings of the underworld are in a bit of a predicament; their rule over the city is challenged as an old enemy...
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Curiosity will conquer fear even more than bravery will. ~ James Stephens ________________
Marcella was getting impatient. How long would it take to get there anyway? They've been driving a good fifteen minutes now. She looked at the streets and buildings pass her by almost indifferently. The earlier enthusiasm was almost all gone.
Jimin took another turn to the left, exiting from the main road completely. She started wondering where it was he was taking her. She had asked, of course, but 'Agust D's orders' was all she got out of him. She guessed the Spy Master knew by now that any little detail shared might be huge if someone had a greater agenda.
Maybe they thought she had one.
Well sitting in silence wouldn't help her understand so she decided to turn down the music a bit and try again.
"Uhm, how far away is it?" She glanced at her watch.
"Not too far away,"
Wow that's specific. She mocked in her head.
"Right," she sighted looking ahead as Jimin added nothing else. "Where is it that you said we're going again?"
Jimin hid a smirk. "I didn't say."
Can you be any more laconic? Jeez!
Jimin chuckled at her silent annoyance reaching out to turn the music down to a more conversable level before speaking.
"You sound nervous, little spitfire," Jimin's tone was playful, teasing even.
"I'm going somewhere I don't know, for reasons I am not aware of, with a member of Korea's most feared crime organization, under the orders of the Devil, none the less, unarmed and with no blindfold on," She listed everything patiently, before making a small pause and looking at him. "Excuse me if I'm a bit terrified this could be my untimely end."
Jimin chuckled. "Fair point."
"And my name is Marcella," she added a bit harshly. Jimin seemed to pay no mind to her attitude.
A couple of moments passed before he spoke again. "Sub-level Seven; it's the place we're going."
Jimin could practically see the gears turning behind her sparkling eyes. She was thinking a thousand thoughts per second and biting her tongue not to voice them. After two minutes of debate, she cracked.
"Okay, where is that? Is it even a place? A real sub-level? Or is that just a name you call the spot you kill all your victims at? Like a second secret Justice Corner?"
The spy master seemed unable to stop smiling today.
"Smart and curious," he murmured under his breath but she heard him. "I wouldn't worry too much about Sub-level Seven if I were you, I have a feeling you will exceed there."
