Roze was nursing the last dregs of a raging hangover from the party last night. It was good, great even, and people had really turned out in a good way, despite everything. She'd drank and eaten copious amounts of everything available and paid for it in the morning.
While not prone to sickness, she - like many others - had been trying to drown issues from the previous week.
She was fairly certain she'd tried to kiss someone who was not interested. That or she had walked into a wall. Or both.
Reeling from the night of festivity and in need of getting herself sorted out before showing up for the sleepover - if she was allowed in - the pink-haired Amazon had chosen to shower, eat a light breakfast and go out for a long jog through the mess the city had become. It gave her the opportunity to assess the damage, clear her head and happen across a confused-looking young man.
At least he got to meet her in something less skimpy than her usual fare.
Slowing in her jog, Roze altered her course and wandered up to the boy as her Kotemon caught up with her, huffing irritably. At six-foot, she was a good deal taller than most girls and some boys. Her mass of bright pink hair was tied back in a simple pony-tail, damp and drying into thick waves and curls. Instead of her usual thigh-high stilettos and too-short tops posing as small dresses, she was wearing plain sneakers, tiny gym shorts and a tank-top that was doing a heroic job holding her ample bosom in place. With tattoos all down her left side and bandages over various places, she could have been an MMA fighter, if she weren't built more like a centerfold with a face for make-up ads.
"Hey, hey kid, you alright?" she asked, cocking her head and coming up around him to smile at his Biyomon.
"Hey there, cutie!" she added, addressing the digimon. She treated everyone the same, large, small, human or otherwise.
"You look a little uh...flummoxed. You just come in?"
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While not prone to sickness, she - like many others - had been trying to drown issues from the previous week.
She was fairly certain she'd tried to kiss someone who was not interested. That or she had walked into a wall. Or both.
Reeling from the night of festivity and in need of getting herself sorted out before showing up for the sleepover - if she was allowed in - the pink-haired Amazon had chosen to shower, eat a light breakfast and go out for a long jog through the mess the city had become.
It gave her the opportunity to assess the damage, clear her head and happen across a confused-looking young man.
At least he got to meet her in something less skimpy than her usual fare.
Slowing in her jog, Roze altered her course and wandered up to the boy as her Kotemon caught up with her, huffing irritably. At six-foot, she was a good deal taller than most girls and some boys. Her mass of bright pink hair was tied back in a simple pony-tail, damp and drying into thick waves and curls. Instead of her usual thigh-high stilettos and too-short tops posing as small dresses, she was wearing plain sneakers, tiny gym shorts and a tank-top that was doing a heroic job holding her ample bosom in place. With tattoos all down her left side and bandages over various places, she could have been an MMA fighter, if she weren't built more like a centerfold with a face for make-up ads.
"Hey, hey kid, you alright?" she asked, cocking her head and coming up around him to smile at his Biyomon.
"Hey there, cutie!" she added, addressing the digimon. She treated everyone the same, large, small, human or otherwise.
"You look a little uh...flummoxed. You just come in?"