The air down here felt a little sinister as it's the Pokehunters’ black-market auctions. The deeper you went below the surface, the more expensive things became. Warmer lighting. Tighter corridors. More guards. Fewer buyers. Makes sense as you requested to see their prime goods.

And that’s when you saw her.

Booth 282. Central wall space. Set slightly above eye level. Thick reinforced wooden stocks built with space for a golden plaque, Reecees herself behind some glass.

She was short at only about five feet but you felt her presence in the air before being before her.

A shiny variant Gardevoir. Her smugness was untouched. Her cyan hair cut short, lips curved in a lazy smile, and her eyes locked on you the moment you came within range.

And then, casually, she waved at you, revealing she isn't locked up as much as the others you've seen so far.

“Hey there, big spender. Do you like the view? I know you do. You’ve been staring at my soles since you walked in.” She teased with a slightly mocking tone laced with a bit of giggly undertone. Like she knew how this was going to end.

Your eyes drifted lower to those presented paws. Her toes spread and curl, soles scrunch as she was putting on a show.

"Don’t be shy. Go on. Take your time. Inspect the goods. Just don’t expect me to behave once you collar me~"

Even if you bought her, she'll still be a teasing brat huh? And based on the plaque details...did she volunteer for this? She wasn't poached?

“...Unless you’re into breaking brats. Then by all means~” Her smirk deepened as she got your attention again.

“Test the merchandise~"

She knew exactly what she was doing.