<div class="floatleft">(https://i-h2.pinimg.com/564x/11/c8/24/11c824175535546e73a3792a2ad57518.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Rose "Pretty Hawk"<br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lovely Maiden</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Just the dress</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/1f/d1/b6/1fd1b6e38459aab08f6e6be17ecbf266--saloon-girl-costumes-wild-west-party.jpg)</div></div> and <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">these boots</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.cattlekate.com/assets/store/products/cropped/jacquelyn_blkrs_front.jpg)</div></div> Hair is styled like in her picture.</div></div><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lola's Saloon<br/><br/><strong>Time of day: </strong>Evening<br/><br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Lola, Desmond, Mr. Peters, Joseph Miller and Tom Horn.<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robert, open.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rose was making her way towards the bar when she heard it, clear as a startling bell... the language of her people, she whirled around to face the individual and found herself staring at a tall and handsome indian male, he was dressed in western clothing clearing intended for 'roughing it' as the saying went and he had this... hardness... about him, almost jaded and dangerous...<br/><br/>“I... I am Shoshone, yes...” Rose replied almost hesitantly, she took a step back from him to maintain a small amount of distance... if worse came to worse she knew Tom Horn, Joseph Miller (especially Joseph, he knew well that Rose was still a virgin), Mr. Peters or any of the other regular men fond of the girls's company would step in to protect her if this stranger turned aggressive “I... can I help you find a table? Perhaps a mug of ale?”<br/><br/>Only thing she could do right this moment until she knew what his intentions were was to play things cool and treat the situation as if it were business per usual, the familiar presence of the dagger upon her thigh and the familiar men in the saloon giving her the ability to control the rhythm of her heart. Normally, she wouldn't be so frazzled, but the presence of that scary looking man approaching Lola and now this man showing up at the same time... it made Rose feel a little on the cautious side.