There was nothing more satisfying than hearing someone defy the Force. Unfortunately, though, it had to be done tactfully. Vinnia knew all too well what would happen to those who outrightly shook their fist in the face of the Songmakers...
The frustrating part was, Morgance didn't seem to have much tact.
"She refused to sing, Miss Valdeza," said one of the officials who worked with placements. "How can I determine what part she'll be singing if she won't sing? We tried to force her to sing, but it didn't work."
Morgance stood sullenly, arms crossed and eyes flashing. "And you won't get me to sing," she muttered.
"Leave us," Vinnia commanded, though not unkindly. Once she and Morgance were alone, Vinnia let out a long sigh. "There is a time to stand up for oneself, but this is not the time."
"I don't care." Groaning impatiently, Morgance tapped her foot on the floor. "You're not going to get me to sing," she said, twirling purple hair around her finger.
"Do you want people to get hurt, Morgance? Do you want chaos? Is that what you want?"
Morgance raised her eyebrows. "Are you threatening me?"
"Better me than some others. Trust me, you don't want to do this, Morgance."
"Why would I trust you?" the feisty pupil taunted, hands on hips.
"You will trust me because I'm the only one here who's not going to turn their back on you. They want people to Sing with a capital S, Morgance. That's all they want. And they'll stop at nothing to make sure their agendas are followed through."
"That's selfish," Morgance said with a roll of her eyes.
Vinnia was not about to be daunted by an amateur. "I never said it wasn't. Now, I'll give you two choices: either sing for me so that you can get your placement results, or retire to your room and expect fate to come knocking."
Morgance let out a sarcastic sigh. "Isn't that poetic."
Just then, Morgance got a different look in her eye. Her whole body tensed. Within seconds, she was attacking Vinnia with her fists. "I will not let anyone toy around with my voice!" Morgance screamed.
Vinnia, however, was unshaken. Within seconds, she'd pinned Morgance to the floor. "I have lived on the streets for almost half my life. Don't think for a moment that I don't know how to protect myself." She gave Morgance one last shake before standing. "Sooner or later, you'll have to come to terms with the fact that I am your only ally."
"Casady and Rune," Morgance shot back, clearly cross with the turn of events.
"They don't have influence." Vinnia turned to the piano. "Will you sing now?"
"Do I have a choice?"
Vinnia was not about to be intimidated by a girl who was eleven years younger. "You always have a choice, but let me tell you, the consequences can be grievous."
Morgance resumed her insolent posture. "I'll take my chances."
If you only knew what that meant, Vinnia thought, inwardly shaking the girl for her impulsiveness. "Very well, then. You are dismissed."