Miriel walked down the corridor, her face completely empty of emotion. She was a bit bored to be honest, it had been a while since she had last had a mission of some sort. She had just been out running as usual every morning, and practicing with some of the lower ranked roses. She was not one of the youngest black roses for nothing, she had worked hard to get to her position performing far above her duty many times over while learning and training at an insane pace and she would be damned if she let herself get out of shape just because she was there. *Perhaps I should see Osvar* She thought, musing a bit. She did not usually like people at all, and she knew it but the head of the roses had grown on her in her somehow in her time as a rose. She respected him and what he did, and she always enjoyed his little tests, although the few times someone had stolen something from her on his orders she had easily caught them using that peculiar speed she could draw on. She had a feeling that he would think up something "special" for her after that though.

"Hmmm where could he be though." She said, this time thinking out loud, she honestly doubted he would be in his office, still it was probably best to check there first. So she turned down a hallway and started walking towards his office, knocking on the door gently once she got there.

Slowly, and lazily, Kurone woke up. "Oh crap!" He noticed he was up late. The sun was up and shining. "I'm late for work!" He slipped on his armor like lightning, grabbed his weapon and burst out. He hurried to his postion, and suddenly realized something really bitter. He had left the clothes he had mended for the homeless at his room. He cursed under his breath. He had to stay in his postion. He had also missed lunch. "WHAT A DAY ALREADY." He thought to himself. This was not going to be his day. All he needed was some murder or child or animal abuser, and BOOM! His day would definately be ruined. He sighed and straightened up. He wanted to help everyone, everyday. He knew he had to take care of himself once in a while, but just... He couldn't ever stand a day where he couldn't at least help one person. "Oh well... I'll sneak off and get the clothes." He ran to the Roses Headquarters, taking a route that avoided most rose postions. He had no idea if any rose was going to see him though. Thats what scared him.

He safely got to his room, suprisingly enough. "There they are!" He said joyfully. Kurone was not a professional sewer, and looking at the clothes, you could tell. At least he got it all in one piece though. He put the articles over his arm and walked out, this time walking, not running, and didn't care if the roses saw him. Most would think he was going to his postion late. They didn't see him leave his postion, but why should they even care? That was the question that kept Kurone alive. Why so many roses had not reported him....yet... As he was walking down the streets, he dropped the clothing to the people, smiling at them. "Here y'are." He would usually say or "Here you go ma'am!" (Or sir, whichever the person happened to be.)

Kenneth smiled as he watched the older officer walk down the streets, dropping off clothes. They were horrible, but Kenneth didn't have the heart to tell the man. He worked so hard on them after all, and his heart was in the right place.

Kenneth had been heading out for his patrol, touching his pair of weapons every so often. The feel of cool metal was calming to him, and doubled as a way to remind him that his swords hadn't been stolen yet. You never could be too sure while patrolling, and knowing where your weapon was at any time was more of an essential than a good idea.

"You know Kurone, you're going to be late to your post if you keep this up." It wasn't really the place of a lower ranked Rose to criticize a higher rank, but Kurone wasn't really a stickler for protocol. "Come on, let me help you. Maybe some cute young lady would be willing to show her appreciation." Kenneth sent the older man a smile. Neither of them was married: in fact as far as he could tell, very few members of the Roses were. What fun was being a member of the Roses if we couldn't enjoy some of the benefits?