<strong>Roselle Lions<br/>Power: 1%</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Rose was enjoying a bit of tea with some friends in Thailand. Pankpao was out somewhere, Rose wasn't sure where exactly. Then came the telltale prickle at the back at the back of her neck. A pair of powers. Strong. Stronger than anyone she ever felt before. Rose stood up, heart throbbing in her chest. Was this... fear? She hadn't felt fear for such a long time, not since that alien had attacked. She turned to her friends and bowed her head.<br/><br/>"Deepest apologies. But I am afraid our time is up. Please, I must leave now. Enjoy yourself as what you wish, I will not ask you to leave." Rose left her obviously confused guests, moving quickly to her room. Never be tense. Don't tighten your muscles up, or they will work against each other. The basics of Wing Chun. Rose had to remember those teachings as she stripped, tossing her expensive dress to the side. She looked at it. Would she be alive to wear it afterwards...?<br/><br/>Shaking such thoughts from her head, Rose began to wrap a linen cloth around her chest. She had found that her growing assets proved to be a disadvantage in a fight. Next, she opened the chest that contained her weighted training clothes.They were heavy, together they weighed around three hundred pounds. Fully dressed, Rose walked up to the roof. The young woman took a deep breath. It was showtime. Rose jumped into the air, a blue and purple aura surrounding her body. She shot off towards the two power signatures.<br/><br/>Rose arrived at the same time Toma did. She bowed to the two saiyans, speaking with a far more peaceful tone than her ally. "Greetings. I hope that we can resolve things peacefully." Her voice was so quiet, she might as well be whispering. Still, Rose somehow managed to make her words project far enough.