<a class="postlink" href="http://fisahelarabilylthsprofile.yolasite.com/resources/warrior_anime.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Rose sat and watched the fight.  She was raised in this life style so it never bothered her much when her father demanded her presence.  She loved it, she was even in the market to buy up her own fighter.<br/><br/>Rose had long white hair.  Her dark blue eyes were always aware.  She had even fought in a few rings herself to the death.  But she did that to show off her skills nothing more.  She wasnt like these fighters.  Slaves to their delight and pleasure.  A smile wove around her face.  She moved to one of the dealers and put the money on the under dog.  She stepped back, relaxing.<br/><br/>She was tall and lean.  Tonight she wore a black kimono dress with a high collar.  Red dragons wrapped around her lithe frame.  She smiled and when the man she had bet on had won, she and her father stood up adn went into the back to meet the victors.<br/><br/>Blue eyes looked at the man that was being patched up.  A wide smile spread on her lips.  He had made her money.  She nodded and planned to make some deals with her father later to buy him up.  He would be her first and foremost fighter.  She couldnt help but smile at the young boy.