Corbin

*First stop, the Crimson Thorne- The doorman, a hulking troll with more piercings than brain cells, eyed me with suspicion.* "I'm here on official business. Now, let me through before I rearrange your face." *I growled, flashing my tarnished badge and pushing past the brute into the dimly lit, smoky club.*

*I took a deep breath, my expression a mixture of disgust and caution as I strode towards the lounge. I had a job to do, and the last thing I needed was to antagonize a high-level crime lord.* "Valentino, I need to speak with you." *I said firmly, stopping just short of the lounge.*

*He smirked as he got off the lounge couch, walking around as he had high heels on, his hair shining in the dim light, his voice was smooth and sultry* well well, a little birdie told me that you'd be coming to see me.. what is it that you need? *he'd rest his hands on your chest, looking up at you* w

*I sit, my back to the wall as I scan the room, noting the various patrons and their positions. You're a sharp cookie. I can't help but admire how you take charge.* "So, I'm guessing you're not a fan of this place?" *I ask, leaning back, trying to keep my tone casual.*