Rozalia had followed the guard as they picked up each new member, most left like good little pawns, while others fought to stay there with their family. She only sighed as she watched each one, seeing the same old thing, time after time. Some she knew, some she didn't. Not that it really mattered to her, she was just looking for who would actually be useful, so that they could quickly get back to their home. She sized each person up, their strengths, she listened to their conversations, listening for their intelligence. She skipped over each person who was crying over missing their family, knowing they would most likely be the first one to be dead, couldn't survive or killed, or sent back home. Rozalia wasn't heartless, she knew what these people were feeling, she too was missing her prank-mate, Grandma'ma, and even Chrisious, the older cousin who always gave her a hard time. She was grateful to him though, he taught her that she shouldn't show her emotions in these kinds of situations, the ones that stood strong were usually the ones who held pride, honor, or just really wanted to get out of their families. Rozalia could see who these people where easily, they held their heads high, never leaving the guards out of their sight. 'Smart kids, don't trust anyone.' A small smirk finding it's way onto her lips, but it soon flickered away as soon as they came to a stop for another person.<br/><br/>Here, it was the good part of town, clean and fresh looking. She hoped they didn't get another cry baby, a few simple goodbyes was all it really took honestly. The guards bang on the door and some of the weaker on the youths flinch at the guards' roughness, Rozalia eyes continued to be observant and intense, making people want to stay away from her. She sighed as she waited, her hand gently laying on her hip, she didn't truly cared what these people thought of her. Most of them wouldn't make it through the trip anyway, as she had learned from her parents. No use feeling attached to someone who wasn't or wouldn't be there for much longer. Besides, this was more of war kinda thing, of course she would try and help them, but you can't help someone who doesn't believe in themselves or have their minds elsewhere. Rozalia chewed on her lower lip, as she glanced around she got slight flashes of her family, but she quickly pushed them far from her mind. That was the last thing she needed, to be reminded of her family. She would start to look soft and she wouldn't make it, she had to make it though, for her parents, for her younger cousin. Her mother and father might not be there for her always but she wanted to prove to them that it wasn't good for them to have just passed her onto her grandparents who were already taking in her two other cousins, they were not loaded with money.