[color=mediumvioletred][h2][center][u]Mauve Vinho[/u][/center][/h2][/color]
[u]The Sewers[/u]

Mauve had expected to run into other hunters down here, but not so soon. So, as she found her blade pointed at the huntress with the mace-looking contraption, keeping the irritation off her face seemed like more effort than it was worth. With a thin smile that didn't reach her eyes, she lowered her sword. A part of her vaguely remembered this huntress, who she assumed was the voice she'd noticed earlier. She couldn't remember a name, but if her suspicions were correct, then she remembered finding the woman's attitude - [color=mediumvioletred]What was the word for it again?[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Vigilante work? Kudos, but you know the MP already had all the Intel we need, right? They're also at our backs if something goes south, and they don't know you're here. Are you just trying to get in the way?"[/color]

[color=mediumvioletred]Oh, that's right. Insufferable.[/color] But Mauve realised that she had no choice but to deal with it for now. It was either that or abandon the mission, which felt distinctly like admitting defeat. So instead of looking even slightly apologetic, she met the woman's eyes with her own cold gaze, challenging her as she replied curtly. [color=mediumvioletred]"I'm well aware of the military police's wishes. I just have no interest in the idea of listening to their type. I'm no servant renting my skills out for a taste of coin."[/color]

The last words had a soft layer of venom to them that she made no effort to disguise. Normally, Mauve would turn and head off, not caring whether they followed or not, but she didn't want to cause a fight while this woman's ally lurked in the background. Besides, she had a feeling that they wouldn't just leave, convenient though that would be. Stubbornness was a common trait in hunters and huntresses, after all. Particularly in the self-righteous types. [color=mediumvioletred]"Ideological differences aside, I imagine we all have the same goal here. I'm not so pigheaded that I'll make any of our missions harder to complete because we have a few - ahem - disagreements."[/color]

Twirling her sword absentmindedly in her hand, she shrugged. She wasn't going to make their job harder. As much as she valued the opportunity to make the military angry, that seemed childish and counterproductive. She would willingly work with them unless it became inconvenient for her. Protecting the people came first. Hopefully this woman and the 'Sterling' character she'd called out to wouldn't have any objections to some more permanent solutions, although judging by how ready she'd been to crush Mauve's skull a moment ago, it didn't seem they'd been told to hold back.

It was irritating Mauve how she couldn't quite remember the woman's name. Frankly, the most memorable thing was her weapon - ridiculous contraption, but certainly recognisable. Ah, it wouldn't matter too much, as long as she didn't give Mauve any more of that She spoke curtly, voice lowered to avoid attracting attention. [color=mediumvioletred]"It would make sense for us to work together for now, I suppose. I'd certainly rather not be caught squabbling while these terrorists are at large."[/color]

Without any sort of friendly gesture, Mauve turned on her heel lightly and looked down the path. In most situations she'd introduce herself, but the military police and her didn't exactly get along. Not that that was unusual, but things were what they were. From what she'd gathered in their last meeting, they frowned on some of her more [i]direct[/i] information gathering methods. Although keeping it nonlethal meant that they didn't really have anything they could do against her, seeing as she was a huntress after all.

At the very least, she didn't want her name mentioned when these two reported back, so it was much safer for all involved to just avoid introducing herself unless it became necessary.