<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, Ashley and Desmond.<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open/Anyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rose offered a gentle smile to the dear older gentleman seated alone at the table, a reguar customer here at Lola's, an Irish cattle rancher named Douglas Rourke. Douglas never tried to get under the skirts of any of the girls here, he always said his darling late Catherine was the only woman for him... but a man did get lonely and long for good conversation, he said the girls and Lola were pleasant and the drink was always good.<br/><br/>“Here you go, Douglas, a nice mug of spiced ale” Rose murmured warmly as she set the tankard down in front of the graying Irishman “It's good to see you, I know you got very busy searching for all those cattle those mysterious ruffians let loose on you”<br/><br/>Douglas nodded “Aye, but find majority of 'em we did. Thank ye for yer considerate thoughts though, sweet Rose, it does an old man's heart good to know he's thought of when he's not in the room”<br/><br/>“We always think about our regulars, especially ones as dear and sweet as you, Douglas” Rose replied, tapping the man kindly on his shoulder before giving him one last smile and then turning away to resume her work.<br/><br/>She noticed Ashley over talking to Tom and gave the buxom blonde woman a warm smile before she made her way towards another table to check on whether or not they needed any refills  before she found herself pausing... a shady looking fellow was approaching Lola... not that this was an irregular thing, but Rose couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness... Lola and Ashley were all she had in the world, they were her family and she loved them. She had no qualms going for the dagger strapped to her thigh if she felt it necessary to protect either one of them.<br/><br/>They certainly protected her. Rose came to Lola a virgin and both Lola and Ashley had ensured that she remained as such for as long as she herself felt the desire to be so... there was next to nothing Rose wouldn't do for them... when one has so little, you really recognized the treasures in your life.<br/><br/>“Pardon me, Miss Rose, can I get some more ale?” A man called to her from a nearby table, another regular, startling her back into the here and now “Everything alright? One of these here thugs been bothering you, sweetness? You just tell Larry who”<br/><br/>Rose shook her head “Oh, no, I'm fine, but thank you, Larry. I'll go get you that refill of ale now”<br/><br/>The Shoshone maiden smiled at the middle aged Larry and turned to head back towards the bar