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⠀                   THE WEST END PRESENTS
          	
          	
          	⠀      ⠀   "    just a little touch of  ★  quality   "  
          	
          	
          	            ISABELLA HARTLEY   //   AGENT FROST

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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  .
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...⠀⠀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  .
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-KNIFENPOINTE

"Are you... looking for this—" he raised an envelope, showing it to her. "—by any chance?"
          
          
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   "It's not your place to negotiate with it."  She was annoyed already,  but her face stayed neutral.  "I don't like playing games.  Just give me the envelope."  
            
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-KNIFENPOINTE

"Hmmm... I'm afraid I won't. Not that easily, at least," he flashed her a teasing smile. "I'm down for a good old negotiation, though. Are you up for it?"
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   "I am."  She responded,  sharp and particular when her eyes went from the envelope to the man holding it.  "Are you going to give it to me?"  
            
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-RUSSIANSPIES

"I think you're about to mess with things you don't completely understand..."
          
          
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-RUSSIANSPIES

"There's twelve heavily armed men inside this building. But they aren't the problem." she shrugged, picking up her phone and showing her a photo. "The problem is in this box. They're carrying something... dangerous," that doesn't belong to this world, but that was something she couldn't exactly reveal. "An unstable weapon, that can blow up the entire block if you just accidentally happen to drop it."
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  She didn't have much else to say,  as she was certain she  *did*  know exactly what she was walking into,  but the way the other agent spoke made her second guess it.  She should,  at least,  entertain it.  For the sake of professionalism.  "Okay.  I'm listening."
            
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-RUSSIANSPIES

"...If you don't want me to answer that, then I won't, Isabella Hartley." she sent her a small smile, more assertive than amused — although one thing didn't discard the other, in this case. "I wasn't talking about capability, however — I just think you aren't *prepared* enough. Not yet, though. But that's easy to remediate... unless, you rather take your chances instead of just stopping for a second to *listen*."
            
            
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-REDSPIES

"Was that intel... useful?"
          
          
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   "Only if it's a big defeat.  They don't cry often enough."  She didn't seem to be able to shrug off the tension she carried with her,  the only time she managed it was when she was on the stage—  but then again,  that was just to play a part.  being a spy was more of the same,  and the person left behind at the end of it all wasn't entirely sure who  *she*  was supposed to be.  "I doubt you watch football for the crying at the end,  though."  
            
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-REDSPIES

"Yes. But!" she raised a finger; a small attempt to ease some of the tension that was still there, between them. They kept on running onto each other, standing on opposite sides more often than not, but... Isabella had become a familiar face, liking it or not, and the woman was trying to make an ally on her rather than just taking her for an enemy. If it would work or not, who knows?! Nothing stopped her from trying, though. "it's still connected, somehow. The adversaries probably end up crying their defeat, in the end."
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  "Oh."  Hey,  they did have something in common,  then.  But she didn't want to draw too much attention to that herself,  so she nodded slowly—  showing interest in things as an agent was not her forte.  "Not quite the same thing,  no." 
            
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  "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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   "It's broad daylight,  I couldn't shoot you."  She shrugged,  as if that'd been the only thing stopping her and,  apparently,  the only move available to her was a classic tripping up situation.  "I'm meeting someone,  and you need to go.  I imagine you probably have another show to crash not far from here."  She tilted her head to send a judgemental look over her sunglasses. 
          
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   Her amusement seemed to drop immediately as she got closer,  for some unknown reason,  and her expression became guarded when she walked away.  The thing was,  though,  she'd been waiting for something too.  "I don't think so."  She muttered in frustration,  probably angled towards the bloody wink,  and approached her to try and kick at the back of her ankle as she walked to trip her up.  It was...  well,  admittedly,  it was another childish move.  She seemed to be full of those.  
          
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   "Don't sound so scared,"  she smirked,  turning her head slightly for the sake of making it obvious that she was there for a  *reason*  and she needed the other woman  *gone*.  "I'll let you know when I see it.  I can imagine,  though,  that your charm is one of the many resistable things about you."  
          
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   "Then someone needs to show you your place."   She challenged,  perhaps more serious than the other woman was being.  It was her curse to take everything to heart,  she supposed—  better that than allowing a chance for someone to get what they wanted from her.  "I'm  *busy*.  I shouldn't even be talking to you."  
          
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   "You have a habit of trying to steal the spotlight."  She said,  not impressed in the slightest,  an eyebrow raised in a judgemental gesture.  "Unfortunately you lack star quality.  So,  I should be asking why  *you*  are here,  before I assume you're following me."  
          
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  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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