. 𝒟𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 .

¸¸.•*¨*•*´¨) — ❝ Ah, right, Yes, of coooourse. Too ‘BRIGHT’ in color and too ‘ROUGH’ on the edges. How the hell did I miss that. …  — Who are you again?? And why the hell do you think I care? Who even asked you for your opinion? I sure didn’t. ❞

{ geesh. she’ll never have a quiet moment just to herself, will she. all these nosy GAWKERS are literally asking for her to shut them down. she doesn’t need their two cents. }

     She craned her pretty, long neck like a swan, a finger coming up slowly to tap the contours of her left cheekbone. Thoughts were racing her mind, albeit they weren’t too kind. Spite and arrogance was all they sphered, and she didn’t even feel bad about it. An artist-to-be’s got to take some criticism, no ? Kids these days ... huh.

     ❝ Someone who’s interested in street art ? I can see potential in your work, but it still lacks a great portion of perfectionism and self-confidence. ... and perhaps a ‘coping mechanism’. Can’t handle a critic’s heat ? You’re pursuing the wrong aspiration, girl. ❞

     She could spy a little, lost lamb with her vigilant eye a few meters ahead, right at the entryway of a rail station, next to a mapstand that easily towered over her. And so the game began; she symbollically licked her starving and razor-sharp fangs as she drew closer, hips swaying like a metronom ... until she stopped, leaving enough space between them as not to impose herself on her.

     ❝ Something wrong, girl ? Not to sound brash but you really purport the image of someone who could use a helping hand, which I’m willed to offer~. ❞

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ MONARCH ;;

          ❝Certainly, I do. Better than your quasi-reliable fount that spouts lukewarm half-truths, it seems. Oh but don’t worry, you’re neither the first and dead surely nor the last one groping in the dark.❞

     Keeping tabs on Ada Wong is a dangerous game to play, if not entirely FRUITLESS. She’s like a shadow, always there but never really, simply untouchable, && barely leaves traces in her wake when she tears entire companies && governments down like a one-man army with a single flick of her wrist. Her enemies shiver upon speeches with the context of her name && hand-tame men bow before her in the dirt just so she can keep the soles of her luxurious leather boots clean. It’s true, the incident in China has been taking a quite unforeseeable turn, for e v e r y o n e, exacerbating the situation for so many people involved, mostly the innocent, but she’s mingled with the mass, played her game of shadows like she usually did && succeeded —— maybe not quite the way it’s been planned out beforehand but then, again, the future’s never predictable, not even for someone like Ada. The results are all that matter in the end. In her line of business, she’s learned to disregard any personal feelings or sore conscience harbored toward clients, offsite parties involved, sacrafices for the ‘greater good’ &&, most importantly, her playmates, those who firmly believe that there’s always a GOOD reasoning behind everything she does although she lies, manipulates && leads them all the way down the garden path in order to acquire what she seeks most.

     They say to never trust a woman who calculates individually, who can easily dig up the dirt about your past && is capable to single-handedly shovel your own grave shut without anyone else’s notice; she’s red, mad && DANGEROUS, a beautiful disaster to make acquaintance with, but she’s also panifully precise with her work && she leaves no leaks whatsoever. So, whatever Jessica’s been digging up about her, it must be a patchwork of truths && pipe dreams to give her a terrible slagging off, to slander her n a m e ( if that is truly possible. ) She’s annoyed, if not plainly seeable, but also intrigued somehow. Who could she be working for? && who’s that ominous pimp provoking old visions && shadows to crawl out of their sealed abysses?

       ❝I have this itching hunch you’re not here to exhancge pleasantries with me … and it’s rather obnoxious to deal with. I have questions, and all against my prior doubts, I do believe you have all the answers I need to add to the puzzle.❞

     ❝ Or maybe it’s all just part of a so much bigger plan ? Why’d I want or even NEED to spill the overall amplitude of my knowledge just yet ? What I say does not always equal the full-scale of background info I gathered. ❞

     They could easily play this game together. It’s a match of power, contradictions with the possibility to attract, about wrongs and rights and pointless scheming. None of them has the upper hand, they both stand on solid ground, debating whether they can form a partnership of convenience or further emulate the perfect picture of a double agent; pursuing objectives and playing a lone hand. Admittedly, Jessica’s always been better off alone and without a second burden around her shoulders she has to haul along until the bitter end. With someone as highly intelligent and flawlessly strategical as the famous woman in red, however, she nonchalantly doubted this would be the case, that the scales could turn against them and she’d have to carry the can for it. No, it’s more BENEFICIAL than anything, really. The only trump she’s got to play to break away from a corrupt and shady company that has her on a tight and short leash for far too long now. Payments were piss-poor anyway so nothing really keeps her there. All she’s gotta do is rub her the right way, pique her interest and then spring the trap when the thirst for clues has brought her close enough.

     ❝ --But, no matter. I’m not here to establish my knowing. I’m here for ‘business’, as you already guessed, and I think I might just have the right assignment for the likes of you, Miss Wong. Something you’ve dealt with plenty of times before. Though still, it’s not gonna get any easier. I’m sure you’re well aware of this. ... do I have your attention ? ❞

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ MONARCH ;; 

          ❝Hm, for laymen, perhaps. Can’t say I’ve had many more difficulties than usual ——which means n o n e at all. Better re-check your source of information because I have a feeling it’s… lacking in detail.❞

       If Ada Wong spies with her sharp eyes && gathers important information, she’s always keen on grasping every detail thrown her way, may it be oh so small. She’s precise && painfully meticulous, stripping everything clean to the bone while unforeknowingly inching closer to her own objective. Never does she leave a trace, unless it’s s o m e b o d y  e l s e wearing her skin to delude the masses && pull her leg. A doppelganger is a quite interesting variety for once … though playing her game on multiplayer mode just isn’t her style. No one really seemed to have made an effort to try && understand what’s TRULY been going on but, she’s not complaining. After all, she rarely plays the cards close to her chest. It’s a one-man show, no one else is allowed to join. China was just another check mark in her business plan.

          ❝Some people aren’t made for certain dealings. My piece of advice : Ascertain and reconsider.❞

     There’s electricity in the air and it’s all consuming, two she-wolves in sheep’s clothing circuiting each other with the wariness of a cheetah; sweet and HOT venom running through their veins. It’s charming, really. She knew that a contact such as ADA WONG would involve strategical thinking and trickery at its best, something she’d never had the h o n o r of dealing with before, but there’s a first for everything. And who said Jessica couldn’t be just as much of a bitch as the famous lady in red ? She’d be surprised just how reliable her sources were. Not talking about the details didn’t automatically mean she’s lacking them.

      ❝ Do you now ? Well, if this is how you see it, I’m all the more surprised you’ve come this far. The revelation of important informations is quite pricy, as you may know. You say it’s sketchy, I say it’s adaptive tactics. ... anything you might want to ‘reconsider’ ? ❞