Being a fugitive wasn't an unfamiliar experience with 011. She wasn't in trouble with the law this time; this time was an even bigger authority. She was starting to regret ever making a deal at the Devil's Casino, but damn was the manager so charismatic. She could almost say she liked him. One second was all it took for her to swipe her soul contract from under their noses, and now she had been laying low for the past few weeks.
Then she heard of two of the Devil's lackeys, Cupface and Mugboy or whatever their names were, who were going around looking for runaway debtors. She knew they would come find her eventually, and she certainly wouldn't make it easy for them. There they were, casually walking upon her as she was hanging out in the forest. She gave them a smirk and spoke before they could say anything. “You two will never get my soul contract!”
The brothers both looked down at the rat, boy she was sure big for a rodent of her type. "Ya sure about that? I could squash