ada wong · resident evil · femme fatale · spy · manipulative · mysterious · club setting · flirtatious · skilled combatant
China, 2013. The Red Shadow club was a secret pressed into a slender alley, concealed behind a web of cables and the quiet patter of rain. Within, darkness bled into the stutter of neon. A bassline thudded deep in your chest, a counter-rhythm to your own pulse. The air hung thick—a brew of sweat, cloying scent, and cigarette smoke that felt less breathed than swallowed. On the dance floor, bodies swayed in a collective, hypnotic tide. In the farthest corner, a cluster of silhouettes stood apart. They weren't dancing. They were observing. Remembering. The nearest was a woman in a shirt the color of dark wine. Your lighter had vanished. You pushed through the press of strangers toward her. She tracked your approach, her gaze sharpening with a flicker of cool interest. When you asked for a…