Scarlet had long since finished the food she had, for once, acquired legally: the only thing left now was the small piece of bread she was slowly nibbling at without much thought of what she was doing. No, instead of focusing on her food as she would usually do, her focus was solely on the table across from her where the three men appeared to be greeting each other. She had been following their every move with her eyes since she had noticed them among the otherwise rather bland environment surrounding her in this tavern.
To be honest she wasn’t quite sure as to why they garnered such high interest for her, they just seemed… odd: like they didn’t actually know each other and that this was their first time they had ever met - which only fuelled her interest as to what sort of people they were.

[i][color=ed145b]Just go over there, I am sure they got a coin or two - they look like they can spare a few[/color][/i]. The voice in her head commented with a tone that barely scratched interest.

“Shut it” Scarlet commented for a second time that day, though this time it was a mere mumble instead of a growl. While the small group did appear to be more financially endowed than her, it wasn’t that part that had caught her interest. They seemed to be different than the other parties around them, somehow the aura that the little group radiated something she couldn't quite put her finger on: somehow she just knew that she should follow them

[i]Perhaps that is what people call ‘destiny’?[/i] she pondered for herself as she took another bite of the bread she had toyed with in her hands, [i]either that, or I can just help them lose a bit of the cash in their pockets[/i], she added with a mischievous smile painted on her thin face.
Nonetheless she wasn’t going to let them out of her sight.