SCARLET
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By the time she was finished with half of the stack, her arms were aching and her head was in excruciating pain. She exhales, thin strands of my hair sticking to her face due to sweat. She reaches to remove her blazer, before remembering what Mr. Dragneel had said about her state of dress. Sighing, she retracts her hands and instead, uses them to fan herself. She quickly rises from the ottoman in the opposite corner of the room, and ambles back over to the file cabinet.

After finishing the stack, she was panting heavily, her forehead covered in tiny beads of perspiration. She wobbily headed for the door, wrapping her dampened fingers around the knob and opening it.

There, she saw Natsu sat at his desk, on his laptop--the screen faced away from her, so she really couldn't make out what he was doing.

"Done? Can you get this to Erza Scarlet? Bright scarlet hair, practically impossible to miss. Even for the likes of you." He quirks an eyebrow at her and hands her a letter with a crimson 'N' shaped seal on it. She grits her teeth and nods, dabbing at her forehead with her handkerchief. She heads out of the room, but not before glancing back at him. She purses her lips off to the side, then shuts the door and heads toward the lobby, knowing that the woman she was to search for, would most likely be down there.

As she held onto the letter, she murmured incoherent curses about the man she now had to refer to as, her boss. Her stupid, incomprehensible, boss.

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