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[attr="class","giada i"]she plays the part of an excited gym challenger well. or, well, she hopes she does. the lack of a catsuit and mask is a little annoying but identities to be protected or whatever. anyway, she doesn't bother to hesitate when she pushes the door open and enters the lobby. the secretary glances up at her curiously, head tilting slightly to the side.

"hey! here to challenge the gym, yeah?" the bubbly voice might be a bit much but it's enough to get the secretary to eagerly nod. there's a moment of clicking keys before the woman stands and beckons her to follow. naturally, she follows with a saunter. own the place, bitch.

when the gym leader comes in, he'll find her standing on her respective side of the arena, both of her pokemon already out and waiting. her attention is directed toward her nails, inspecting the impeccable manicure as if that's the only care she has in the world. her luxray almost looks bored but the carnivine? his teeth mash together aggressively. eager to bite something, it seems. damn, her fucking too.

ALEXANDER STONE