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// Cinch: Dealing with Devils 
// Story: Contest of Rivals 
// by Moon-Lite 
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Cinch: Dealing with Devils

	
With all those simpletons preoccupied with their silly cold cut sandwiches, or some kind of overly brothy soups, it was simple for Cinch to sneak away, trailing a small band of students who seemed to be of the sorts that she needed for her plan. They seemed more occupied with lighting their cigarettes than paying attention to their surrounds as they made a mazing path towards… somewhere?

She waited for them to slip out of the double wide doors, pausing and getting herself ready. She pulled out her wallet from her coat, counting the stack of bills inside. More than enough for someone with actual standards. Nodding with a grim smile she made her way out of the door, doing her best to not make too much noise. Thout it seemed to not matter as they were nowhere to be seen. She looked around, trying to think of where they could have gotten off to.

To her left was the front of the school, an obvious no for students who were attempting to hide their smoking habits. Straight ahead was the little bit of forestry beside the parking stalls, the location that she had planned but not one where they would try to hide. She decided to follow the wall to her right, a good choice as she heard deep guffaws and whiney cackles.

“Seriously, I hope to hell we get a chance to spend some more… personal time with that Anon-A-Bitch, if ya know what I mean!” Came a rather cruel sounding voice, the humour on it’s tone almost overwhelmed by the deep natural rasp.

More cheers sounded, before being cut off when the students discovered they were being watched.

“And what do you want?” The girl asked, her white hair spikey with purple streaks at the tips. She took out her cigarette and gave a powerful puff.

“I was wondering if you and your…” She looked at the three different boys that stood with her, wearing what appeared to be dog collars around their necks. “Associates, would be interested in some paying work?”

“Why’d a bitch like you want us to work for ya, huh?” The girl asked, still leaning against the wall as she took another drag of her coffin nail.

“I will ignore any petty insults coming from your uneducated little minds.” Cinch responded, before reaching into her pocket and pulling the large stack of bills from her wallet. “Instead I offer each of you a sum of money that you would probably never see in your miserable little lives, but only if you accept that is.”

The boys looked at the wad of bills in the woman’s hands, dollar signs seeming to appear in their irises, before the ringleader stepped forward, throwing them to the side.

“And what makes ya think that we couldn’t just take the money, huh? There ain’t exactly any sort of security cameras around here after all.”

“Because, I can offer you something that you seemed so interested in.” Cinch responded coldly, glaring down at the child standing just ahead of her.

“And what, pray tell, could that be?” the girl asked, impressing Cinch with the fact that she had more than basic cursing as her vocabulary.

“Sunset Shimmer.”

The girl froze, before her eyes looked down at the stack of bills. “I think this could be a great partnership.” She said with a lazy grin.

“But first, you must complete your jobs for me.” Cinch stated, stashing half the bills away in her wallet. “Half up front, half upon completion.” She chided as she walked forward, bills held before her.

“Alright, we get it. What needs done?” The girl asked, riffling through the bills and taking half of them before throwing the other half to the three bumbling brothers.

“I’m guessing that you four have some kind of…” Cinch stuttered as she described the basic tools that would be needed. “Knifes, of some sort?”

The three boys instantly pulled out some kind of switchblade, the leader nodding as her hand slid down the front of her vest, pulling out a short… bowie knife? How did she get away with hiding that thing?

“Good. You four shall go wait by the busses over there, quietly.” She emphasized with a stern look. “A woman with pink skin and multicoloured hair shall be there in about ten minutes. Get rid of her discretely, then come and find me. After that, I will get you a chance with Sunset Shimmer.”