[h3]Rosalie Zadoorian - Primora[/h3]
Rosalie continued to stare down the hooded figure before her, still trying to figure out who they were and just what they wanted with her. The way they kept their eyes hidden by shadow and the way they smirked at her, sent a slight shiver down her spine. Not many could get such a reaction from her, but there was something extremely ominous about this guy. Her eyes narrowed and she gripped the handlebars of her bike even more. “I ask again. Who the hell are you and what do you want?” she almost growled, but annoyance was clear in her tone. The guy's smirk turned into a toothy grin at her words and annoyance, clearly enjoying that he was getting a rise out of her from not answering, then gently shook his head with a chuckle. “Has it really been long enough for you to have forgotten me, Rosie?” he said with a chuckle in his tone, his tone changing to a sneer as he said her name. Rose’s teeth clenched as he used her hated nickname in a sneer, he was just asking for a punch in the face, but she was taken off guard by the fact he knew her. This caused her to focus even more on the man before her, her eyes turning into saucers as she realized just who was in front of her. His grin grew even more as he saw that she knew who he was. “So….. You’ve finally recognized me.” he stated gleefully. 

“Colby?” Rose breathed as she got off her bike and leaned it against a wall. “But how’s that possible? You’re supposed to be dead. I saw you……”  she spoke softly before she trailed off as images from that day flashed through her mind. They were close friends and she still blamed herself for his death that day. She could still see it clearly as if it had just happened yesterday. The two of them were spending the day together, walking around, and minding their own business when they were approached by a gang. What they didn’t realize until it was too late, was that this group weren’t normal humans but wayward mutants. “Yeah, for all intensive purposes, I should be dead!” he snapped at her as he got off his own bike and leaned it against a wall. He then removed his hoodie and draped it across the handlebars of his bike. Rose’s eyes went straight to the burn scars on his neck and arms, she could only imagine what the scars looked like under his white t-shirt. Once Colby noticed her looking at his scars, his expression changed to one of anger. “This!” he yelled, gesturing to his whole body. “Is your fault! You stood there and did nothing while they wailed and used their powers on me! You just stood there and watched!” 

“That’s not true and you know it!” Rose snapped back. “I fought against the members of that gang to get to you and help you! There were so many, I had trouble getting to you! When I finally did, they had thrown you through the window of that old wearhouse, brought it down on you, and then set it ablaze!” she told him. “I did everything I could to get through them, to you, and through the rubble of that building! After the flames were under control, I searched for you for hours and could only find half of the other people alive that were in that building! So, do you tell me I did nothing to help you!” she rambled. A fire burned behind Colby’s eyes as Rose spoke, his hands balling into fists, then shook his head hard when she had finished. “Lies! It’s all lies!” he snapped at her. “You did nothing because you were weak and now that I’ve found you, you’re going to pay for letting them do this to me!” He then rushed her, lifting a fist as he neared her, before his fist could connect with a part of her, she sidestepped with her hands up. “Colby, I’m sorry for what happened. I truly am.” she said, trying to use a calmer tone as she dodged another of his attacks. “If I could go back and change what happened I would. You were my best friend and it hit me harder than you know to see what happened and thinking you were dead.” 

Colby spun around and swung at Rosalie, but she caught his fist, spun him around, and pushed him away from her. “I don’t want to fight you, Colby.” she told him as she watched him slightly trip from the push. Colby spun around with a growl-like sound in his throat. “Every word from your mouth is a lie!” he spat. He rushed her, throwing a punch that connected with her cheek, sending her back a couple of steps with a muffled groan. She didn’t want to hurt Colby but if he kept this up, she would have no choice but to fight him to defend herself. “Colby, please.” she managed to get out before he threw another punch that she barely dodged. He came at her harder, not saying a word, which gave her no choice but to fight back. The two began to exchange blows, knocking each other to the ground and against the sides of the buildings they were in between. Rose dared not use her powers in a place so close to a place where she could easily be seen by other people but if she were to use them, it would end this fight quickly and get back to the shop. Though she still didn’t want to hurt Colby too badly even though she couldn’t get through to him. If this continued the way it was going, she might just have to use them to get out of this situation and hopefully not be seen.