Snippet #1933917

Rolland willed himself to stillness, staring at the two people sitting together. He heard him talk, to the woman with black hair. Shivers darted down his spine as he realized, that the woman none other than the Black Rose herself. He looked at Itami, curiously, wondering who this person was. It was obvious to Rolland that it was no vampire, that the air about him seemed vaguely familiar. He started to walk closer, holding his Violin close to him, his steps suddenly stopping. Rolland shakes as he spots a flash of black. He looks to the top of his left hand, eyeing the purple rose tattoo given to him by Tina. His eyes widen as he looks to the near identical black tattoo on the other individual's hand. Rolland starts to think to himself, his heartbeat increasing, A…a contractor…like me….I thought I was the only one….I thought that Tina and I were the only…Rolland shakes his head, quickly starting to take a few steps back. He didn't want to deal with any of this, it was just too much. All he wanted was Tina, he didn't want to meddle with the Black Rose's business. A small spark of his purple tattoo surprised him, he bites his lip.Tina's probably back at the ballroom, he thought. Rolland apologizes, before darting off into the forest, stumbling over a few rocks and roots, "I'm sorry! Maybe another time!!!!". He curses himself, once more, unable to stand up and actually talk to people…Tina's going to be so mad at him once he gets ho-

Rolland trips over faceplanting onto the forest grass. He gets up, looking at the bow of his Violin, the middle of the long piece of wood slightly chipped. He frowns, as his eyes stare at it sadly, not moving, whimpering slightly.