<div align="center"><em>Ethereal Rose</em></div><br/>You pull together any number of people you're gonna find some shade: the bigger the group, the darker and more frequent the shadows. Marco's hold's got maybe less than Rose has seen some other places, just enough to keep you on your toes, but it's still around; the pickpockets, thugs, grifters, they're there if you look for them. Or if you're not looking for them, most times. The closer she got to Sundowner's little slice, though, the less shade there was to see. People she came across kept to themselves, that was nothing new, but it was a different kind of distance. Some stared, some watched, some got out of the way, but after a while nobody got close enough to even maybe be thinking about starting something. And somehow Rose didn't get the impression it had anything to do with her.<br/><br/>Two things, in her experience, block the shade out like that: a bright enough light can do it, sure, but so does total darkness. By the time she sees the man himself every hair on her arms is standing at attention, the skin trying to crawl up off her shoulders and jump out the back of her collar.<br/><br/>This doesn't feel like a light's involved.<br/><br/>Unarmed, sipping tea and dressed like a target, Sundowner's the one setting off the red flags at this little get-together, not the muscle flanking him. Muscle's easy; you know what you're dealing with. Weird shit has a way of coming around to get you at odd angles.<br/><br/>"Hello."<br/><br/><em>Shoot him. Shoot him right now or you'll regret it.</em><br/><br/>Rose doesn't touch her gun. She puts on a smile to send right back instead, shoving that instinctive voice away. She might need it later, but right now it isn't helping. Better things to think about than murdering someone she just met - oh yes, she'd damn well remember having met this creepy bastard before if she had - things like why this woman looks so stressed out about the technical details of...gardening?<br/><br/>"If this is a bad time, I could come back later. I'd hate to interrupt."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Reading the sitch (7) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=58758), if only because it's so odd she's not quite sure what she's walking into here.<br/><br/>What should I be on the lookout for?<br/></div></div>