Finally, the moment arrives. Robin enters the room. She smiles broadly, but her indecision betrays her thoughts. She recognises me, to some extent, but she struggles to place a lot.
Her discomfort, while troubling, takes a secondary position in the thoughts for a moment (chivalry means little to Evil). First, a few moments must be spent to take in her beauty. And while Raquel deserves every word of the flattery afforded her, Robin is easily the most beautiful thing at Allure. Her hair, lighter than I recall, still flows wildly over her delicate curves. She is wearing a bright, almost shiny eye-liner that draws your attention to the captivating green eyes