(It's been a long time since I got to play this character, so I'm pretty excited too! I'll have a basic pic for you soon, I hope...the only thing that really changes during her switches are her eyes and hair.)<br/><br/>Rose's eyes turned to slits as she examined the mans preparation for the fight, finding herself rather impressed with his use of blood magic and choice of weapon. This already looked like fun, but the others had told her she wasn't allowed to kill him. Still, she didn't mind too much because killing her prey only ever meant she had to find new ones. "Blood? Fun..." she smirked, and without a second thought, her blade was drawn. She stood in front of him holding a black katana towards him, the tsuba was gold and shaped like a binding circle, but it had jagged edges designed specifically to catch and hold a blade. She held the sheath in a defensive position, its black and gold artwork seemed to glow as her power ran through it. Without a second thought, she flipped the blade in her hand so that it was facing backwards and she took off, running towards him. Her shoulder slammed his as she made her way past him and into the streets, running her blade against him as she passed. She looked back to him almost playfully as she leapt up and landed on top of the bar.<br/><br/><em>"This will help you to keep their souls at bay..." the older man said as he handed over his hand forged creation, a black and gold sword, a powerful artifact meant only to be used by or against her, imbued with a link to the souls she'd attained that night. A sad smile spread across her cheeks and her long dark hair fell in front of her dark eyes long enough for her to shed a few tears. "Your life will no longer be your own, dear child, I hope you understand that..." and she nodded as she turned up to face the man before her and she wiped away her tears as both their hands touched the tsuba and he began to chant. After a couple iterations, she joined in and the sword began to glow.</em>