[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/r5MA4gk.png[/img][h3][sup]━━━[color=9d78bd]❝[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRinzjIxEJ4][color=white]ʟᴀᴜɴᴄʜɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇss sᴋʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ[/color][/url] [color=9d78bd]❞[/color]━━━[/sup][/h3][/center][i][color=B592D2]‘Ugh, I don't have time for this. At least give me an excuse to bail...’[/color][/i]

Maybe it was still a little too early for Amaris to be playing the senior to anyone, all things considered.

[color=B592D2]“Sure, camera-shy. Something like that.”[/color] Maybe if the higher ups would just approve a mask, hide-and-seek with cameras wouldn't be such a necessity. As it was, she needed either more time or more Fame before the cameras were a net benefit--not that Amaris could say as much out loud. [color=B592D2]“Your image is better for this sort of thing, but I’ll get him off scene and to a hospital on my own if I have to.”[/color]

The tone was distant, maintaining the guarded air that permeated most of the woman’s interactions. A company that was bold enough to skip a manager or agent and go directly for a talent before a situation resolved was both confident and brazen. Amaris didn't exactly trust that cutting to the quick was the only bold move they'd make if she didn't succeed in their request. AGC's likely reaction aside, she doubted anyone on the scene had more credibility than GAG in the present situation. Try as she might, it was hard to put aside the idea of an unknown person being buried over a blip in the grand scheme of things. That cut a little too close to home, and it was infinitely frustrating. Infuriating. The impulsive desire to scream into a pillow to try and alleviate the building pressure came to mind despite the obvious obstacles to such a course of action. 

Still, the woman had to keep that ugly outrage in check. Amaris the Moon Arrow didn't have nearly enough power to do anything more than grip the scraps left to her like a lifeline.

[color=B592D2]“I’m not asking you to care. Most talents don’t,”[/color] Amaris started without much intonation. The “little stuff” was the job of their agents and management, as far as most talents were concerned. She knew that to the point of revulsion, and yet acknowledging it still left her bitter. [color=B592D2]“But I’d rather the media run ‘the altruistic Maiden of Hope can even get the standoffish Moon Arrow to care' than risk their investors trying to smear the driver. Plus, you’ll get follow-up interviews instead of a one-and-done and our agencies get collaboration avenues for the future.”[/color]

A pause. That [i]did[/i] feel gross. How Michelle put up with it on a regular basis was beyond the Hero. Part of her wondered exactly how “convincing” GAG expected a new talent with a personality known to be less-than-friendly to be. It wasn’t like a statement on or off the scene would make much difference either—[i]maybe it would? Should she have asked Michelle?[/i] With neither the time nor the insight to reconsider, Amaris had little choice but to fall back on the more direct nature of the image AGC allowed her to cultivate.

[color=B592D2]“Work with me or don’t. I'll do what I need to.”[/color]

Thus, the Moon Arrow’s feet started to move her toward the car. If all else failed, she would simply have to work with what didn't.