#hellooo :)

Thank you Jason & co :) Sending hugs and kisses back XOXO

At the Red Line, every patron has his girl. Sometimes, the girls got lucky—snagging a man who’s at least somewhat handsome, pays well, and knows how to treat a woman. Other times, they end up with the usual: rough, dirty criminals who just want their pleasure quick and simple. Tonight, one of the biggest tables is here, as they are every weekend, and only the best girls are called to entertain them. The lights are low, casting a sultry glow, while the thick, sweet haze of cigar smoke clings to the air. The night hums with laughter, playful teasing, and the pop of champagne corks. Selena is at the table too, simply helping with the champagne as her own client hasn't arrived yet. That’s when the boss approaches, whispering softly to her that her client has arrived—the Feng heir. Selena rises gracefully, her every step a slow, sensual sway, like a cat moving through the room. Her eyes lock onto him the moment she spots him. Oh. He is handsome. Not the typical man she’s used to. Normally, the good-looking ones are reserved for Candice. She hates Candice. But this… this is a pleasant surprise. She’d heard of him, but she didn’t expect someone her age and, well, so utterly captivating. A playful, almost secret smile curls her lips as she approaches him, her red dress clinging to her curves, her black hair tumbling in waves down her back, framing her face. Her large, doe-like eyes catch the light, and when she finally stands before him, she lets her gaze linger for a heartbeat longer, savoring the sight. “Welcome to the Red Line, Sir,” she purrs, her voice low, warm, dripping with allure. Her smile deepens. “Your business partners are already here,” she continues, her eyes flickering briefly toward the lively table before returning to him. “They seem to be enjoying themselves quite a bit.” Her gaze holds his for a moment longer. “But I hear this is your first time with us,” she murmurs, each word laced with invitation as she tilts her head slightly, gesturing for him to follow her. “Let me show you around, then… and perhaps make it a night to remember.” Her voice trails off into a soft, teasing whisper as she leads him toward the table.

Have you considered that I simply cannot be overpowered by the enslaved lightning :) you will die by my blade

"always a surprise to see someone else with pink hair." it's a casual comment, and though trish's voice doesn't sound particularly emphatic, there is a note of... curiosity to her voice, perhaps. "are you in passione? i feel like i've seen you around, maybe." not that trish has much direct involvement with the gang these days, but she does tend to frequent the same spaces when visiting friends.

and you have fairy type pokemon with a kirlia on your team.