[Rose simply stood there, mouth open, hands out as the scowl that she’d worn only seconds before vanished, everything happening so quickly that she wasn’t sure how she’d gotten to this point. She'd thought meeting Wynn had been an experience. Seeing a six foot seven man spring into action with the agility and deadly grace of a cobra? This was new levels of wow.
Her own annoyance was lost when she saw the other guest freeze, his expression as he turned to look at the Russian one that made her lips twitch in amusement. Rose could hardly blame him. Those words hadn’t even been directed at her and yet she’d felt a sudden need to apologize and she was the one being manhandled here.
The stranger mumbled a quick line of apologies, trying to explain himself at the same time, only managing to trip over his words and make little sense in the process.]
It’s fine.
[She assured him dismissively, mostly because she almost felt sorry for the guy. Almost. He’d still managed to ensure that the first impression she made on the Russian was memorable for all the wrong reasons and that just wasn’t something Rose was likely to forgive in a hurry.]
You can go now.
[Her voice holding enough steel to make sure he wouldn’t argue with her (Intimidate 22) as she remained perfectly still, the front of her black satin dress damp and smelling of alcohol.]
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Her own annoyance was lost when she saw the other guest freeze, his expression as he turned to look at the Russian one that made her lips twitch in amusement. Rose could hardly blame him. Those words hadn’t even been directed at her and yet she’d felt a sudden need to apologize and she was the one being manhandled here.
The stranger mumbled a quick line of apologies, trying to explain himself at the same time, only managing to trip over his words and make little sense in the process.]
It’s fine.
[She assured him dismissively, mostly because she almost felt sorry for the guy. Almost. He’d still managed to ensure that the first impression she made on the Russian was memorable for all the wrong reasons and that just wasn’t something Rose was likely to forgive in a hurry.]
You can go now.
[Her voice holding enough steel to make sure he wouldn’t argue with her (Intimidate 22) as she remained perfectly still, the front of her black satin dress damp and smelling of alcohol.]