ʀᴏsᴇᴍᴀʀɪᴇ "ʀᴏsᴇ" ʜᴀᴛʜᴀᴡᴀʏ (wildgirl) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-10-07 10:03:00 |
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Rose was definitely not much of a dancer, but somehow, with Joe, she didn't mind attempting to move with a different purpose other than kicking Strigoi ass. Her break at the club came around ten and Rose hovered around the bar, sipping on a glass of water. It was a decent night for her; the patrons were behaving for the most part and, best of all, she was going to get to see Joe. She was a little nervous actually as she claimed a momentary seat on an empty bar stool and folded a piece of hair behind her ear. Most nights, she tied her hair back to keep it from interfering in a fight, but she'd taken it down after leaving her post at the door. As much as it was for her benefit, she hated tying it back. Oh, Rose hope she would end up stepping on his feet too much tonight. She was hardly capable of moving with such grace outside of a fight and even then, her own moves were nothing compared to Dimitri's grace when it came to battle. She chalked it up to her impulsive nature, especially when it came to fighting. She enjoyed being in the fray, the thick of it all, that she always eager and quick with her movements. Fighting with speed, agility, and power that most wouldn't believe her size could possess. Sadly, it didn't lend itself too well to dancing. Rose took another sip of water and glanced at the door. She might have negotiated for a little longer of a break tonight just to spend more time with him. She hadn't had a chance to see him since speed dating and she wanted to hear how he was doing. |