Jessica felt a tap on her shoulder. Rather than react out of surprise, she leaned in closer to hear what the man had to say “A package is on its way, ma’am. The usual clean-up crew is here as well.”<br/><br/>“Excellent.” She replied with a smile, and then waved the man off.<br/><br/>Roughly twenty minutes had passed since the fights had begun. Howls of cheer filled the room and blood decorated the walls of the arena, the odor mixing in with the smell of cigar smoke and alcohol that already lingered.<br/><br/>To some, it was overpowering. But Jessica was in love with the fighting arena; cigars, alcohol, and blood made her feel energized. This environment was something in which she felt a strange sense of home. She could be herself here, and not be weighed down by her father’s ever watchful eye. Tonight was definitely a special night, she was very pleased with how everything was playing out, which was certainly working in her favor so far, eager to see how the rest of the night was going to go. The first few rounds of the fights had gone well. Only three out of five Pokémon were killed, which was huge step up from last time. There were a lot of familiar faces, returning contestants, who have improved since the last fight was hosted. It would be boring if all of the competition was wiped out. There were still a few more fights lined up.<br/><br/>Jessica had her eye on one Pokémon in particular, a Lucario, who has been stealing (no pun intended) the show since she first entered the arena. Her name was Elaine and she was certainly an impressive beast. Sweeping through her first two fights with ease, she was definitely intimidating. Her owner looked pretty young, but he seemed to know what he was doing, which was quite impressive. The kid must have done his research. Or he might have had some help, perhaps an older sibling or someone who was no longer able to participate, looking to use some kid to make money. Being someone who was supportive of young stars, no matter their upbringing, so to speak, she had slipped him a little something extra after striking a bit of a deal. She couldn’t get her mind off of wondering how Elaine would fair in a match with Benjamin.<br/><br/>The little Growlithe might have been a small pup but he was experienced. She often said she was like a little fireball in the arena, focusing only on the fight itself and nothing else. Compared to some of the other Pokémon she has tossed into fights, Benjamin was by far the most promising. He has served her well; it was difficult to have Growlithe learn a move like Outrage. Fortunately she had the money and resources to do so: her father and her father’s Salamence, George, who has also made a few appearances in the ring. She wished Benjamin was an undefeated champ; a few losses under his belt, however, were not a big deal as long as he was still alive.<br/><br/>A growl from Benjamin told her that Jessica had company before she had even spoken up. She grinned a little, hoping it was the package she was expecting or the clean-up crew doing their job.<br/><br/>“Ah, perfect! Just in time” Jessica smiled warmly, carefully taking the box into her own hands. “I’ll take care of this myself, and… come with me for a moment would you?” She began to walk towards a back room, where supplies were generally kept. Benjamin swiftly trotted beside her, looking alert, being the good guard puppy that he was, sticking close to her heels loyally. Among other things, like drugs, training machines, anything you can think of that would supply a fighting ring. If she was found out whoever busted her would have definitely found the Holy Grail so to speak. She only provided the best equipment for her clients, anything less was unacceptable, she needed to in order to keep the competition at bay.  There was no way she would allow them to become better than her, tonight’s fight was going to prove she was still the best in all of Black City.<br/><br/>“Now… let’s take a look.” Placing the box on a shelf where a few medical supplies were stored, she opened it and looked at the contents carefully. Back in the arena, more cheers could be heard as if the walls were made of paper. The box’s contents were studied carefully. When she was finished, she turned to face the delivery girl. “As always, you don’t disappoint me with your services. That being said, as promised, I’ll give you some of the cut.” She smiled and turned away for a moment, reaching inside of her blouse. Whenever Jessica Dawson smiled, it was either a very good sign or it meant something very bad was about to happen. In this case, needless to say, she was pleased with what she had been brought. She was picky, and picky people were very difficult to please.<br/><br/>A small stack of bills was presented. Counting out a few, she then placed the bills back into their hiding spot and handed the ones she had removed to the delivery girl, “As promised. The amount I promised is all there, however feel free to count it if you doubt me.” She said with a reassuring nod. “Oh, and you are more than welcome to stay and enjoy the show. There will be plenty of entertainment tonight.” She added, and then lightly patted the delivery girl on her shoulder. As she walked away, she whistled for Benjamin, who was busy sniffing at the Mareep, to follow her back into the action.