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Rosalie took a look at the structure inside, it could do with more furniture, not to mention a bit of modern technology.
She frowned when the swish of her hair moved according to the slight breeze that past her when a man freely ignored her presence wordlessly.
How dare he do such a thing, infact how could he do such a thing? He beauty charmed nearly every man and woman who saw her enough to at least look at her if not strike up a converstion. Why is it he didn't even steal a glance her way, was he unaffected by her beauty? No, that was impossible, he was probably just trying to save himself from her as a virtue. A small grin plastered her face as he sat down alone, she would have fun playing with him later that was for sure.

She took a step forward when she felt another presence, raising an eyebrow she didn't move as a man so boldly walked around her his eyes not hiding where they roamed over her. His outrageous actions with such confidence was a rare thing, for the first time she found herself smirking twice in one day at two different men, a rare occurence since men hardly matched up to her fancy these days. "Wonderful. Yes, you must be lust. No one else could inspire this.." he seemed he wanted her to hear him despite his low voice.
"How could you tell?" she said her voice like honey raising her hand to bite the tip of her index finger delicately as her eyes flicked up and down at this man as he walked over the human that currently followed her. Rosalie took this opportunity to inspect the man before her herself, he was surely stricking for his sex, a strong chin and rather dashing eyes that could possibly capture a mortal womans heart. His hair was old fashioned with its length but it didn't unattract Rosalie since it suited him well. His choice on fashion was stylish also so what was there to fault with him?

When he offered his hand she looked at it for a moment contemplating making him wait for her acceptance. So this man was pride, maybe there was a fault with him she could find after all. Taking his hand in hers she laced her soft fingers around his shakingly his hand humbly before breaking the shake with the tips of her fingers caressing his hand playfully.
"How flattering of you to say he is not befitting of me" she never once looked at the human sprawled on the floor, he gaze fixed on Verda's "Though I would say he was more of a flea than a toy" she grinned mishievious "You may call me Rosalie, or if you prefer" she paused the corner of her lips changing to something a tad seductive "Rose, but most know me as Roaslie Ranger. It is a pleasure to meet you, Tal Verda"