"Wild Child," yeah, she'd heard of him. Missed the match he'd been in, but it had been all the kids on Blue wanted to talk about for days. Violet was in the middle of a pretty rough depression, so she wasn't talking about much of anything, much less the people who were killed or other such things. "Heard you're the man to see in the ring."
Violet herself had yet to actually be in a serious match. A few little boxing matches, a grappling match, but not more than that. She was still a Blue Block girl, probably going to stay there. It wasn't that she couldn't move up, but there wasn't anything quite strong enough to push her out of her complacency.
Again she ashed her cigarette. "Can I?" He really was the kind of person that she wanted to touch and Violet did not like to deny herself the right to do just about anything that she wanted. Reaching out, she curled the edge of his hair through her fingers. "You're handsome, sweetheart."
Yes, she had learned his name, but Violet had a tendency to use 'sugah', 'sweetie', 'baby', 'sweetheart' as ways to get around having to deal with names and being personal. Of course, this coming from the same woman who was patently invading Kyle's personal space. Violet tended to pay attention to personal space when she wanted to, which was generally almost never. One did have to know that her distate for personal space had everything to do with damage as well as attention.
"And I like your jewelry," the leather and metal studded collar really was the kind of thing that she would find appealing.