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The shot was fired, shattering the window of the store in front of them. Victoria covered her ears and hurried to take cover behind a car, looking at the other with wide eyes. "What the f—" she was interrupted by another shot, glancing at the briefcase she still had to retrieve on the park bench. "How about — I cover you and you help me get those documents? Just this once?" teaming up sounded awful, but hey — the mission was the priority and both of them could use each other's help.

  "What the bloody hell are you on about?!"  She didn't realise what she was talking about until she looked down and immediately regretted everything.  She should've just stuck to musical theatre,  because this spy business was full of idiots and insane people.  She was quick to move out of the way and retrieve her own weapon as she hid behind a tree.  She had a  *show*  to get to!! 
            
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"Yes, that was enough of a deadly move already," she countered, narrowing her eyes at the other. She was insufferable! And no, it wasn't too soon to rush to that conclusion about her already. "Okay, all fair — quick question, though: the person you're about to meet, wouldn't be the one aiming at you right now, right?" she pointed at the laser dot on the woman's chest. "Watch out!"

"Dramatic?!" she *dramatically* inquired, quirking an eyebrow as she glared at the other. How dare her?! ...Well, she didn't really have time to feel *that* hurt about the comment, rather, she needed to regain control over the car. Which she succeeded in doing after a moment of *genuine* struggle. That's when she dedicated part of her attention back to her enemy, noting her attempts in recovering the gun. "I've never really been considered the smartest..." she came to a decision pretty fast: she was near the taxi enough to hit it, *and* she had to do something about this inconvenient 'company' of hers, so... she decided to accelerate the car even more until she hit the taxi's rear -- the collision, although absolutely controlled, would hopefully be enough to catch the other off guard, and prevent her from grabbing the gun.

  Her arm was further misplaced with the gesture from the other spy's elbow,  just the small amount being enoigh for her balance to be swayed in the other direction.  Well,  just as long as she could focus on keeping the gun out of the equation,  evading the question in the same way because it seemed neither one of them were  *that*  worried about the answers in that moment.  "Don't be so dramatic."  Hartley scoffed,  not impressed by the response and making no effort to comment on any other aspect.  After withdrawing,  she shifted to reach for the gun that'd been dropped as the other woman tried to regain control of the car.  "The smartest thing for you to do in this moment would be to stop the car.  I don't want to have to shoot you with your own weapon,  it's unjust.  But I will if I have to."  
            
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The singer's attempts of whacking the gun out of her grasp were successful: it fell down and slid somewhere under Victoria's seat. That granted the woman a moment of distraction: when Cross tried to look where the gun was and if it was possible for her to retrieve it (in between a string of curses), she didn't have the time to predict, way less see her next movement, and couldn't prevent her from taking hold of the wheel. As her enemy tried to throw the car off course, Victoria quickly decided to forget about the gun and keep the car on the road, fighting to regain control over the vehicle. "Who the hell sent *you*?!" she glared at the other, clumsily trying to hit her elbow against the woman's arm, so she would release the wheel. She didn't put the necessary effort into that, though, since the car was in a dangerous zigzag over the asphalt. "I think I liked you best when you were just singing... you're gonna get us both killed, you idiot!"

/   @-topsecrets   OFCCC IM SO EXCITEDDDD ur too kind <4333

// THANK YOU SO MUCH, MY DEAREST, FOR DOING THIS SPY VS SPY THING WITH ME, YOU'RE AMAZING <333

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...⠀⠀SHE THRIVES AMONGST CONTRADICTION  .  an agent under the public eye  .  a woman with a conflicting persona  ,  singing night after night  .  she is seen in broad daylight  ,  and holds equal value to  BOTH  responsibilities she finds herself having  .  

...⠀⠀SHE WORKS IN THE DARK  to ensure benefit of the doubt  .  perhaps straight after a show  ,  agent frost jumps onto any job with her head held high and a weapon in her hands  .  raised with even higher expectations  ,  she knows  EXACTLY  what to expect from herself  .  

   "Haha,  yeah—"  he would have to accept that her life was slightly insane,  because he'd never fought ninjas before so he would just nod with a stupid smile on his face.  Although,  he imagined she was just kidding,  so he thought it was okay to laugh.  He was trying to pretend he wasn't stressed as hell in that moment,  because he was good at that.  "Is there anything I can do to help??  I'm—  I'm free.  Available.  By which I mean—  uh,  there's nothing on my calendar right now.  Obviously."  
            
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She lowered her eyebrows (even more). Confused, sure, but she decided not to comment on anything else. People talked to themselves out loud, didn't they? Well, she didn't. But many others did. Perhaps she was mistaken to think there was someone else there, indeed. Good, she trusted Dex enough to be relaxed in his presence. He had helped her before, when she had no one else to count on but herself... but she wouldn't be so quick to put her guard down if there was anyone else there. "Yeah, thanks. Just catching my breath. There's a limit one can take of fighting ninjas for a day, am I right?" she attempted a little joke, though she didn't really smile at that.
            
            
            // <333 absolutely, thank *YOU*, my dearest xx

   "What?  No!  Haha,  no,  I wasn't—  I didn't say anything.  Not out loud.  Not that you'd hear it if it was in my head,  anyway...  Sorry."  He had such lousy luck,  he was realising,  as his mom found it quite easy to scuttle off and laugh to herself.  "Uh—  are you okay?  Can I help you with something?"  
            
            /   @-widowmakers   dw!!! <333 xx ily2 tysm

"'Aggressively purple' is bound to be my favourite description, like, *ever*," the young archer said with a laugh, patting his shoulder as way to let him know he didn't need to aim for 'forgiveness' for a tease, she loved joking around! "I... I'm not so sure about that, but I definitely love the the optimism and appreciate the hype, so let's go!" she said it all very quickly and with a cheerful tone that almost made it hard to understand her words, raising a fist in the air like in a victory motion.

   "Of course,  you're my aggressively purple friend!  You're always on my mind!"  Dexter offered in an explanation to aim for forgiveness after his teasing comment.  Friendly banter,  after all!  It was totally fair.  "Yeah,  okay,  this is good.  We're gonna make the best pasta you've ever had in your entire life!"  
            
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"Aw," she placed a hand over her chest dramatically. "I'm touched you thought of me!" the young archer laughed then, bumping her shoulder against his carefully. "No way? Really?! Well, then -- I think we'll do just fine, then. I've never had more than two fires in the same try," she countered jokingly, tilting her head slightly to watch him. A wide smile on her face. "What are your thoughts on this one?" she pointed at the recipe on the book. "It includes pasta. Pasta is usually easier, isn't it?"