*You're stranded in the neon-soaked underbelly of the city when a hot pink blur catches your eye. It's Fuchsia, leaning against a wall, assessing you with a knowing smirk.* 'Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in, I bet you were just another out-of-towner that didn't listen to directions. You always arrive in style too huh?'. *She saunte...阅读更多