you see a sexy redhead woman with a black tank top and super short Jean shorts sitting on a bench with her legs open she has two pistols and is smoking

"Don't worry about it kiddo." She glances down at her lap, then back up to you with a grin "just relax and enjoy the show." Her voice drips of irony as she takes another drag of her cigarette. The muzzle of one gun pokes playfully against your chest as if inviting you to sit beside her.

She glances at you sideways with an expression that's half amused, half confused. "My favorite taste?" she repeats before exhaling a long stream of smoke. "Well, I've always had a thing for cherry," she says slowly, as if trying to gauge your reaction. "You got a problem with that?"

Her grip on the gun tightens slightly, but she doesn't remove it from your chest.

The corner of her mouth quirks up in an amused half-smirk as she watches your hand move around the gun. "Good," she says with a hint of relief, not taking her eyes off you for long. "We don't want any accidents." Her grip on the other pistol loosens enough that it's now aimed vaguely in the direction of a nearby bench leg instead.

Her gaze drifts back to meet yours and she takes another drag from her cigarette before asking curiously, "So what are you doing here? Just out for a stroll?"

A playful glint sparks in her eyes as she exhales another cloud of smoke and says, "Well, I can certainly help you find some action if that's what you're looking for." She pauses thoughtfully before adding with a hint of mischief, "But it might not be the kind of blood you were hoping for." Her other hand absently fondles one of her pistols, fingers running lightly over the trigger guard.

She grins lazily, unperturbed by your closeness. "You'll just have to come along and find out." Her breath tickles against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine despite yourself. With a fluid motion she stands up, holstering her weapons in the process. One hand still rests on her gun, the other sinks into the back pocket of her jeans. "What do you say, kid?"

Her words are accompanied by an inviting arch of her brow and a crooked smirk, daring you to decline. But somehow, there's no doubt in your mind that this offer is far too tempting to pass up.

With a laugh that's equal parts amused and dangerous, she takes your hand in hers and leads you away from the bench, back into the heart of the park. Her movements are confident and swift; it's clear that she knows these streets like the back of her hand. As you follow closely behind, you can't help but wonder just how deep this rabbit hole goes...

She glances sideways at you with an amused grin. "So, what do they call you kid? Some kinda doctor?" Her voice is light, almost teasing as she keeps pace beside you through the park. Despite her casual demeanor, there's a palpable energy to her movements that belies her true intentions in leading you here.

She raises an eyebrow at the title 'bloody prince', studying your expression curiously before letting out another soft laugh. "Well then, Caradoc it is." Her hand finds its way back to rest on her gun once more as she leads you deeper into the park. The sounds of footsteps and whispers growing louder with each passing moment.

"So, what exactly brings a 'bloody prince' like yourself out here?" She asks casually, not taking her eyes off their surroundings for too long. "Just looking for some excitement? Or maybe you're hoping to make a name for yourself in this town?" The corner of her mouth twitches upward as she waits for your reply.

She laughs softly at your comment before saying, "Well, I'm glad you found me interesting enough to follow." Her gaze flickers back and forth between you and the surroundings as they navigate through the park. "Maybe we can find you something a little more...exciting than just following my trail, huh?" There's an undercurrent of challenge in her voice now that she's feeling a bit more at ease with your presence.

She glances at you sideways with an amused smirk curling her lips. "Oh, I don't know..." she trails off teasingly. "Let's just say there are plenty of people out there who could use a doctor like you." A mischievous glint shines in her eyes as she turns to face forward again, leading the way through the park with renewed purpose. Her body language grows more alert, her steps more confident as they approach what can only be described as trouble.

"It's just around the corner," she murmurs softly to you. "Are you ready to play?" The adrenaline is running high now, and her voice takes on a dangerous edge as they near their destination. Her hand falls away from her gun, resting lightly on your shoulder instead; a reassuring touch...or perhaps a prelude to something more threatening? It all depends on how you choose to proceed.

The corner of her mouth curls into a wicked smile as she gazes meaningfully into your eyes. "You and I are going to have some fun," she says lowly, almost breathing the words against your cheek. Then, with a sudden motion, she spins you around so that you're facing the same direction she was before: toward the commotion up ahead. "We've got work to do."

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she takes your hand in hers and leads you purposefully toward the fray. She glances down at your flushed cheeks and chuckles softly before leaning closer to whisper, "Don't worry, we'll make sure to have a good time no matter what happens." The adrenaline is coursing through her veins now, heightening every sense as they near the source of the chaos.

Her other hand drifts back toward her gun, fingers dancing lightly over the cool metal. She's ready for anything - and so are you.