Ivy
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Vermouth smiled in satisfaction, and held the phone to her ear once more.
An ambiguous voice asked, "Did you succeed?"
The woman's smile widened a fraction. On the surface it looked kind, but the edge in the flash of teeth showed that for the lie it was. "It is done."
The line clicked into dead silence on the other end, and Vermouth snapped her phone closed before pocketing it. The thing about poison ivy was, unless you knew what you were looking for, you didn't know you'd touched it until it started itching.
"It will be your move soon, my dear Silver Bullet-kun."
POST DRABBLE NOTE: Sorry for lack of updates. I was focusing on finishing chapter five of Mayonaka. Haha... And no, I still haven't the faintest clue what's going on in Seduction...