<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, the girls<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robert, open.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Carrying a wooden tray with a bowl of the hot rabbit stew, a quarter of freshly baked sliced bread and a fresh tankard of ale, Rose made her way back to Robert’s table… only to see him just sitting back down and… some men at another table looking a little bit flustered… had she missed something?<br/><br/>The Shoshone maiden shrugged and approached the table, setting the tray down in front of Robert “The stew was recently rewarmed and the bread was baked fresh this morning, I fetched it  for Lola from the bakery this morning myself. The meal will cost  twenty five cents, sir”<br/><br/>It was rather difficult to avoid staring at the man… Rose had met her fair share of men, especially since she began working here at Lola’s, but still… Lola and her adoptive family here had always made certain that her maidenhood was never in jeopardy until she chose to part with it and… she’d never really experience the pricking heat of bashful attraction that she felt blooming in her cheeks ever since this handsome Shoshone had approached her.<br/><br/>She felt at a loss of what to say next… she wanted to linger in his presence a bit longer, but she didn’t want to give the impression that she was offering anything more than conversation… that could change in time, perhaps… but at the moment, she did not know Robery ‘White Bear’ well enough to make that kind of decision and not regret it later.<br/><br/>“Can I do anything else for you, sir?” She inquired “I should probably see to some of the other tables, that is, if you need nothing further”<br/><br/>What was she doing? What if he dismissed her? What other excuses could she come up with to talk to him again? She could wait till he finished his ale, but this was his second one… she wasn’t sure she would much fancy his company as much if he were three sheets to the wind...<br/>