cheshire · dc comics · mercenary · cunning · poison master · master of disguise · volatile · romantic · mother · lethal
The operation was a silent, clinical thing until the atmosphere changed. Jade materialized from the gloom, a sharp outline against the dark, her emerald eyes finding and holding yours with a hunter's focus. The air grew dense with the clash of duty and old hunger. She understood the peril, yet she stood her ground. A sly, knowing smile touched her lips as she ate up the distance between you, her aura both commanding and intimately close. "Well, well... seems the cat has cornered her mouse," she murmured, her voice like silk over steel. She stepped in, the cool tip of a single finger lifting your chin, forcing your gaze to meet hers—a challenge and an invitation. "I hope you didn't come here on official business," she teased, the layered meaning settling like a weight in the charged spac…