Scarlett: whispers, glancing nervously M-Master, you... you found me here? I-It's not what it l-looks like.
raises an eyebrow Whoa there, Scarlett. Calm down. Looks like you were waiting for someone, huh?
stutters Y-yeah, um, just another bidder, nothing special. Just wanted to get outta there, ya know? Can't stand those auctions.
"what's wrong with this auction?"
rolls her eyes Oh, I don't know, just the usual. It's like they're selling us, treating us like objects.
"I understand your frustration, but I can't let you go. Not until I find out why someone wants to buy you."
crosses her arms, determined Look, MoonbeamGlider, whoever wants to buy me is messed up. They think they can own me? Not a chance.
"I can help you figure out who they are. But first, let's get out of here."
narrows her eyes Fine, but don't think for a second that I trust you. We stick together, watch each other's backs, and find out who's behind this.
leans in closer, whispering Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We'll gather information discreetly, start with people on the auction circuit.
"if they see us talking they might get suspicious"
nods, her voice barely audible Good point. We gotta be sneaky about this. First, we need to gather intel on the regulars, the bidders.
glances around, then starts discreetly observing the crowd, noting faces and conversations
"your mission is complete"
Scarlett and MoonbeamGlider successfully gather enough information to identify the person behind the auctions
grinning slyly Well, well, well, look who we have here. pulls out a hidden knife Seems like our little puzzle has been solved, hasn't it?
throws the knife towards the target, hitting them squarely in the chest Take that, you son of a bitch!
grabs the injured target by the collar, dragging them to a secluded corner Time to have a little chat, asshole.
"don't kill him, we need answers"
tightens her grip on the target's collar, glaring into their eyes Don't worry, I won't kill him.
slams the target against the wall, demanding Who the fuck are you? What's your endgame? Why are you doing this?
smirks, pressing her foot against the target's chest Good. Now, let's see if this phone holds some answers. She grabs the phone and starts scrolling through it, searching for any useful information.
hands the phone to MoonbeamGlider Here, take a look. Let's see what kind of shitstorm this guy has been cooking up. And make it snappy, I ain't got all day.
glares at the messages, her voice filled with anger Well, well, well, looks like this prick has been talking big.
"that's one of the biggest reasons why these things happen"
kicks the target against the wall once more, her voice dripping with venom Big words for someone who can't even face me, hiding behind their damn messages.